Post by lowlaville on Jun 25, 2022 3:41:12 GMT
Erwin had seen a lot in his life, but he had never seen a crab clean its eyes. At first he thought he was witnessing some weird act of cannibalism, self inflicted harm or something of the nature but he was proven wrong on that, when the crab brought its eyes back out…and they were clean. The hero in purple had covered its eyes with paint or something that was gone now.
Cool, he thought to himself, weird but cool. He heard a lot of chatter from mobilizing law enforcement units, scrambling to set up a perimeter of some sort but there were also a lot of static and random screams as individuals apparently became food for the monstrosities. All around him, there was pain and suffering, coming from the injured, and from the people being dissolved alive in the belly of the crab, whose life was being gradually snuffed out from them.
He lowered his gun just as the crab started moving, but not at him initially, the thing was turning, and it turned to its side.
Initially, Erwin thought the crab was trying to flee, so he made ready to pursue by lowering his stance and exerting force into his leg muscles that caused the earth beneath his legs to protest. He placed his gun back in its holster and took out the Katana, willing to test his newly gained strength against this creature’s exoskeleton.
Yet again, the creature proved to the masked man that he was not at all prepared for this encounter. Instead of moving away, it came charging right at him, its leg breaking ground with each step, those spikes skewering through the upper layer of soil, plowing through. He panicked, for lack of a better term, barely managing to leap out of the way as a forest of spikes came ramming through like a forest on legs.
He managed to save himself. The same cannot be said for those in the path of the charging crab. It pierced through their chests, their sides and picked them up along for the ride as it went, their bodies getting squashed by the debris and left behind a smear of red on the ground.
With the aid of the hero making barriers, the police officers were successfully evacuating people from the western side of the park, the only route not occupied by one of the monsters.
“Fuck!” Erwin exclaimed, getting up. The damn crab was ugly to behold as it was, but now, with mangled and mashed up humans along its exoskeleton, it was looking even more monstrous. Sickly enough to admit, every moment of it gave Erwin a high. He felt every ounce of it. It was a contrast to what he was looking to prevent. And he felt elevated by it, strengthened by the misery, the chaos and the extremely obvious direness of the situation. His bones grew denser, his muscles growing hard beneath the suit. And as his heartbeat rose, the world seemed to slow down. He was not nearly as strong as a metahuman built for physical encounters but he was at present, more than a base human in terms of physicals.
He leaped towards the crab, careful not to run straight at it though, since it was covered in spikes, no, but with his current strength, he could easily reach above it. He planned to land right next to its eyes placed on a tree-like appendage. And then, putting all his strength into his arm, he meant to slice it clean off base.
Cool, he thought to himself, weird but cool. He heard a lot of chatter from mobilizing law enforcement units, scrambling to set up a perimeter of some sort but there were also a lot of static and random screams as individuals apparently became food for the monstrosities. All around him, there was pain and suffering, coming from the injured, and from the people being dissolved alive in the belly of the crab, whose life was being gradually snuffed out from them.
He lowered his gun just as the crab started moving, but not at him initially, the thing was turning, and it turned to its side.
Initially, Erwin thought the crab was trying to flee, so he made ready to pursue by lowering his stance and exerting force into his leg muscles that caused the earth beneath his legs to protest. He placed his gun back in its holster and took out the Katana, willing to test his newly gained strength against this creature’s exoskeleton.
Yet again, the creature proved to the masked man that he was not at all prepared for this encounter. Instead of moving away, it came charging right at him, its leg breaking ground with each step, those spikes skewering through the upper layer of soil, plowing through. He panicked, for lack of a better term, barely managing to leap out of the way as a forest of spikes came ramming through like a forest on legs.
He managed to save himself. The same cannot be said for those in the path of the charging crab. It pierced through their chests, their sides and picked them up along for the ride as it went, their bodies getting squashed by the debris and left behind a smear of red on the ground.
With the aid of the hero making barriers, the police officers were successfully evacuating people from the western side of the park, the only route not occupied by one of the monsters.
“Fuck!” Erwin exclaimed, getting up. The damn crab was ugly to behold as it was, but now, with mangled and mashed up humans along its exoskeleton, it was looking even more monstrous. Sickly enough to admit, every moment of it gave Erwin a high. He felt every ounce of it. It was a contrast to what he was looking to prevent. And he felt elevated by it, strengthened by the misery, the chaos and the extremely obvious direness of the situation. His bones grew denser, his muscles growing hard beneath the suit. And as his heartbeat rose, the world seemed to slow down. He was not nearly as strong as a metahuman built for physical encounters but he was at present, more than a base human in terms of physicals.
He leaped towards the crab, careful not to run straight at it though, since it was covered in spikes, no, but with his current strength, he could easily reach above it. He planned to land right next to its eyes placed on a tree-like appendage. And then, putting all his strength into his arm, he meant to slice it clean off base.