"...56, 57, 58, 59... Well damn, looks like you really did win."
Seth said with a soft smile and a gentle sigh, turning to Honey who had already prepared its smug look. They were both standing in the middle of a field filled with corpses, at least that's how it looked at first.
In reality only some of the beasts were dead, the one's that his puppets had killed at the start of the invasion. The ones he was counting, and that surrounded the unlikely pair, were simply unconscious.
Although judging by the sorry, bruised state of some of them, it was hard to tell if they preferred to have their lives intact or not.
Honey herself was standing on top of the body of an elephant with bone-like armour plating. Her entire body bobbed up and down as the mighty beast breathed. In fact, this elephant was not actually unconscious.
