The Hellhound Abominations took full advantage of surprise. They burst through the mountaintop's defenses in a storm of claws, tentacles, and gnashing maws, hurling themselves straight toward the energy towers and the clusters of Rebellion fighters defending them.
Tentacles whipped through the air, striking with the precision of whips, barbed tips slicing through enchanted armor as though it were cloth. Claws the size of scythes ripped through shields and flesh alike, severing limbs in a single swipe. Wet, twitching tendrils shot from cavernous maws, latching onto soldiers' throats and dragging them screaming into rows of serrated teeth. Flesh tore, bones snapped, and fountains of blood painted the ground.
In moments, formations that had stood firm for hours dissolved into chaos. The screams of dying soldiers mixed with the wet, ripping sound of flesh being torn apart.
