The scorching heat of City Sven-1 seemed to intensify with Gunn’s arrival. The mutated scorpion moved with calculated slowness, its stinger dripping corrosive venom that burned everything in its path. Max led the group, his water sword gleaming as he adjusted the attack plan.
—“Listen up! This isn’t just an attack. This thing is a test for us. We cannot let it enter the city. Saico, Punk, you cover the rear. The rest, follow me.”
Jack’O spun his earth sword, making it strike the ground and raise a rocky wall in front of Gunn.
—“Let’s break it to pieces!”
Gunn smashed through the wall with a swift motion of its stinger. The venom sizzled as it corroded the stones. Deff, on the left flank, swung his air sword, creating gusts that repelled the mutated birds circling around Gunn.
—“Keep them away!” —Max ordered, launching a water slash that hit Gunn’s face, temporarily blinding it.
Seizing the opportunity, Jazz jumped to the side, her earth sword glowing as it pierced one of the scorpion’s legs. Gunn screeched, quickly spinning to launch its stinger in her direction. Punk, from behind, formed a water barrier that deflected the venom before it could reach her.
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—“Well done, Punk!” —Max shouted as he led the team into the offensive.
Jack’O and Jazz simultaneously attacked Gunn’s flanks. Their swords struck with force, aiming to weaken its armor. However, the creature counterattacked with unexpected speed, forcing them to fall back as a cloud of venom filled the air.
Saico, watching the scorpion’s movements, used his sword to strike the ground. The cracks it created destabilized Gunn, momentarily exposing its abdomen.
—“Max, there’s its weak spot!” —Saico shouted.
Max nodded, his water sword already ready for the final strike.
—“Jack’O, Jazz, keep distracting it! Deff, cover the air! Punk, get ready to neutralize the venom!”
With lethal precision, Max lunged forward. The water sword in his hand gleamed like a spear under the sun. As Jack’O and Jazz kept Gunn busy, Max slid under the exposed abdomen and pierced the armor with a quick, clean strike.
The scorpion let out a guttural scream, stumbling as venom poured from its wound. Before it could counterattack, Punk covered Max with a water barrier, deflecting one last poisonous spray.
Gunn, gravely injured, began to retreat, but not before pointing its stinger toward the sky. It was the signal the mutated birds had been waiting for. In an instant, the birds began to organize, preparing for an attack under Gunn’s command.