The air reeked of burnt stone and scorched flesh as Hybrid Zero snarled at the new arrivals.
The soldiers cut off escape in all directions. Their boots thundered against the cobblestones as more arrived. Camelot's high-ranking soldiers, those who were left in charge of protecting its capital city.
Their armor gleamed silver and gold, their shields etched with the sigil of the kingdom.
Spears of light and swords of enchanted steel flashed as they encircled the beast.
Hybrid Zero hissed, her dark eyes glowing as her claws flexed.
The captain at the front barked a command, and the first line surged forward. Arrows blessed with holy light whistled down.
Hybrid Zero leapt skyward with a powerful beat of her wings. Several arrows struck, piercing her legs and torso, yet her body shuddered and sealed the wounds before blood could flow.
She dove, ripping through the archer line, wings sweeping bodies aside like dolls.
