The ground still trembled from the ox-beast's rampage as Luca's children caught their breath, eyes locked on the behemoth that had bested them. The massive creature snorted, each exhale like a rumble of thunder, its burning eyes daring them to try again.
But they all knew, even Nate, that they couldn't. Its sheer size, strength, and resilience made it an insurmountable challenge.
Then, a shadow moved at the edge of the den. Enel emerged from the misty cover of dusk, his eyes locked on the beast with an intensity that commanded attention.
His siblings, dusted and bruised, stared as he approached, his steps light but purposeful. He was calm, radiating a silent resolve that was almost chilling. The creature seemed to sense a new presence and turned to face him, pawing the ground with enough force to send rocks scattering.
"Enel?" Nate's voice broke the tense silence. "What are you doing? You can't defeat it—none of us can."