Northern stood frozen, a dark grimace etched across his face as the creatures continued to descend.
Their numbers weren't as vast as the initial waves, but quantity wasn't the issue.
The true problem lurked in their nature...
Each of these Charred monstrosities falling from above was a Catastrophic Destroyer.
Their anatomy resembled the first wave of Hazardous Maelstroms, yet distinct differences marked them as something far worse.
Their skins—blackened and featureless like coal that had burned beyond recognition—gave them the appearance of living nightmares as they stalked through Lithia city's shattered remains.
From their heads twisted a single horn, slender and sharp as a dagger. Where eyes should have been, only hollow sockets gaped, somehow more terrifying than any gaze could have been.
The moment their feet touched the ground, the wind itself seemed to cower. A silence, heavy as death, blanketed the ruined city of Lithia.
