With his free hand, he wrenched his pickaxe up— And drove it straight into the beast's leftmost eye.
"GROOOARRRR!!!" The Ravager screeched, body convulsing in agony. Ben didn't stop. His grip tightened. With a wrenching motion, he dragged the blade sideways, tearing straight through the second—then the third eye.
SPLURCH!
Dark blood splattered across the battlefield, the creature's shrieks turning into a gurgling roar. Its struggles weakened. Ben forced the maw wider— And with one final snap It devoured the Ravager whole.
[Brute Ravager consumed. Acquired 85 biomass, and Brute Ravager body part: Savage Spines.]
Ben's eyes flickered over the notification. 'Brute Ravager?' His jaw tightened. This wasn't the Alpha.
