BAAMMMMMM!
The impact was not a crash; it was a collapse. The gravitational entity's core shuddered, its internal equilibrium shattered by the golem's mass meeting its own pull in a violent, recursive loop.
The entity imploded, a momentary black hole that sucked in the surrounding air and stone before detonating outward in a shower of crushed matter.
Rex didn't even look at the explosion. He was already scanning for the next threat, his eyes flickering with a cold, predatory intensity.
His breath came in short, hot bursts, the adrenaline mixing with the ozone-thick air.
"Is this what you wanted, Mordecai?" Rex's voice was a jagged, arrogant snarl, carrying over the звуки of war. "You wanted to stop being a bum?"
"You wanted to show me you had a spine?"
"Well, congratulations; you've turned the underlayer into a fucking slaughterhouse!"
