The creature's massive body had begun collapsing inward the moment its heartbeat stopped.
It's organic walls folding, passages crumbling, the entire factory-structure losing control without the controller's presence maintaining it.
They'd rushed through deteriorating corridors with their bodies screaming in protest, extreme exhaustion making each step a battle.
Students carried the wounded and dragged their unconscious teammates, leaving the dead behind because there was no other choice.
The creature's exterior had finally given way, spilling them onto muddy ground outside, and they'd collapsed immediately.
Forty students… that was all that remained.
They were scattered across the ground with their bodies too damaged to do anything except exist in the aftermath.
Ronan had carried Damian's unconscious form over one shoulder, his massive frame moving through pure stubbornness.
