Beast Tide (2)

High atop the towering walls of Bastion, Jayce stood as a sentinel, his eyes fixed on the approaching Beast Tide. His silhouette was cast in stark relief against the crimson moon, his features shrouded in determination. The wind howled around him, as if echoing the tumultuous battle that was about to erupt.

He turned to Zane who was standing close by, "Do you see any monsters that stand out?" 

Zane's gaze sharpened as he honed in on the larger monsters among the Beast Tide, each one a grotesque embodiment of terror. "I can see the Praying Mantis we fought off last time." he responded in a small voice.

Jayce's expression hardened, thinking back to the encounter a few days prior where he had witnessed the execution of a few teenagers. His chest throbbed, despite the wound he received having been fully healed, a mental reminder of how ruthless these monsters were.