The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'
The gigantic serpent-like train slithered its way across the city wrecking havoc wherever it went. The streets were soon carpeted with crushed vehicles and red stains marking where the unlucky citizens had been standing.
The alarm was sounded due to cryptids breaching the city walls for a second time in the span of two days, only now it wasn't a pack of beast level cryptids but a single cryptid of unidentified level.
Hunters all over the city gathered at the rooftops and took defensive positions, coordinating their efforts in an attempt to force the cryptid out of the city. They knew their measly weapons were unlikely to cause any harm, but if they somehow managed to gather its attention and get it to leave the city alone that would count as a huge win.