As it moved, its body glitched—sections of its form warping as if struggling to maintain a stable shape, pieces phasing in and out of existence. Then, it stabilized. The distortion vanished in an instant, as if the monster had forced itself into reality.
"ROOAAARR!!" The sound that erupted from it wasn't just a roar—it was wrong. Distorted, glitching like a corrupted audio file. It lifted its massive arms high—then slammed them down with a thunderous crash. The impact sent cracks spider-webbing through the stone beneath them, a shockwave blasting outward with a deafening boom.
Ben exhaled sharply, his eyes narrowing as he took in the abomination before them. "…Of course, they can fuse. And again with this familiar tune…" He immediately sent orders to the Krell Scouts. With only one enemy left, he could fully focus on controlling his creatures. His mind shifted into strategy mode. "Defensive formation! Don't engage yet!"
