Ahhh! Ahhh!
"P-Please... no... no..."
Ahhh!
"My leg..."
"Kill me! Kill me."
At the center of a village, various miserable screams echoed in the air, tearing through the silent desert like broken bells.
The thick stench of blood hung in the atmosphere like a thick veil, making every breath feel heavy and rotten.
Lying on the ground were corpses broken into many pieces, their bodies scattered across the crimson sand.
Carapace plates were shattered into fragments, leaving behind cracked shells and exposed flesh.
Antennae were forcefully uprooted, broken into pieces, and filled with fresh blood.
Scattered everywhere were broken finger claws, twisted limbs, torn flesh, and crushed bone fragments.
Shell ridges were broken into unrecognizable parts, no longer carrying the shape they once had.
It was horror.
Carnage to the extreme.
The Sandroach village had turned into a living nightmare. A death ground.
