"Wow. Real original, guys," Finn deadpanned, shading his eyes like someone bored at a fireworks show.
The massive fireball hurtled across the battlefield, streaking through the sky like a flaming meteor hellbent on ending tax season forever.
The giant creature saw it coming. It let out a low, hollow scream and raised one grotesque arm to shield itself, its enormous chest and shoulders now fully unearthed. Muscles—or something pretending to be muscles—bulged under its warped, slimy flesh.
Then came impact.
The fireball smashed into its arm with the force of an exploding sun. For a moment, the world disappeared in a bloom of blinding orange. Flames tore outward in every direction, shattering the ball into thousands of burning shards that sprayed across the monster's body like buckshot.
The creature shrieked—a guttural, bone-rattling sound that echoed across the battlefield and into everyone's skulls. The scream alone was proof the attack had hurt. Should have…
