The twelve-foot abomination stood in the hallway, blocking the massive starlight vault door. It was a disgusting, shifting mass of grey muscle and jagged bone. The Paradox energy inside its veins was literally eating it alive, but it did not care. It just wanted to kill everything in front of it.
"Don't fight it, Vane," Arthur commanded smoothly. He took a slow step backward. He kept his hands entirely relaxed at his sides. He gestured lazily toward the massive roaring monster. "Just hit him where it hurts. Break the joints, and the whole structure falls down."
Vane stared at him like he was completely insane.
"Are you fucking blind, Sterling?" Vane yelled. He gripped the hilt of his chipped broadsword with both hands. His knuckles were totally white. "That thing is a walking tank! It has a sword for an arm! We cannot just poke its knees!"
