Earth: Encounter

The soldiers desperately clung to the reins of their horses, whipping them into a frenzied gallop as they fled from the colossal form of Ymir. Her massive strides easily covered twice the distance with each leap, and the soldiers could only hope to outrun her. But hope was in short supply as fear clutched their hearts, making them clumsy and slow.

The soldiers rode with all their might, their horses galloping through the uneven terrain as they tried to put as much distance between them and the colossal titan chasing them. Their hearts pounding, sweat pouring down their faces, they could feel the ground shaking beneath them with each of Ymir's massive strides.

The horses whinnied and neighed in terror, their hooves pounding against the rocky ground as they turned and galloped away from the titan. But no matter how fast they ran, they could not escape the inevitability of Ymir's approach.

With a deafening roar, Ymir leaped towards them, closing the distance with a single bound. Her massive hand snatched up a soldier, crushing his body in her grip. The others watched in horror as Ymir flung the mangled corpse aside, her eyes glinting with rage.

The soldiers scattered in all directions, abandoning their horses as they tried to flee from the unstoppable titan. But Ymir was everywhere, leaping from boulder to boulder, snatching up soldiers and crushing them with ease.

The air was thick with the sounds of screams, roars, and the sickening crunch of bones breaking. The soldiers who managed to avoid Ymir's grasp watched in horror as their comrades fell one by one, their bodies ripped apart by the titan's massive strength.

In the chaos, a few soldiers managed to escape, running for their lives as Ymir continued her rampage. But they knew that it was only a matter of time before the titan caught up to them, and they could only hope to delay the inevitable for as long as possible.

As they ran, their minds raced with fear and panic, wondering how they would ever survive against such a monstrous foe.

But despite their fear, the soldiers clung to a sliver of hope. They knew that General Zar, their leader and the greatest warrior among them, might be able to stop Ymir.

After all, he had faced down Levithan and emerged victorious, wielding the legendary Obsidian blade. With that thought in mind, they rode towards the camp, hoping to find General Zar waiting for them.

The soldiers could feel their resolve weakening as they grew more and more tired, their horses foaming at the mouth and their legs aching from the endless gallop. But they knew they couldn't give up. They had to find General Zar and bring him to the titan's attention.

As they drew closer to the heart of the encampment, they could see that the people of the village were huddled together, their faces etched with fear and despair.

Ymir roared again and charged towards the soldiers, her massive fists slamming into the ground and sending shockwaves through the air.

The soldiers scattered, their horses whinnying in terror as they tried to avoid the titan's deadly strikes. But Ymir was relentless, tearing through their ranks with a merciless ferocity that left no one unscathed. And as they watched their comrades fall one by one, the soldiers knew that they were facing a force unlike any they had ever encountered.

General Zar was out there somewhere, and they had to find him before it was too late.

But even as the soldiers struggled to get back on their feet, they could see Zar's unmistakable silhouette in the distance, his Obsidian blade glinting in the firelight.

"General Zar!" they cried out, their voices hoarse and desperate.

Amidst the chaos and destruction, General Zar stood tall and unwavering. His obsidian blade glinted menacingly in the flickering light of the flames, and his eyes were hard and cold as he surveyed the scene before him. The screams of his men echoed in the air, but he did not flinch, without any hint of emotion.

But then, a deafening roar interrupted the eerie silence that had settled over the camp. Ymir was getting closer, her massive form towering over everything in her path. The ground shook with each of her massive strides, and soldiers could feel the heat of her breath as she drew nearer.

As he watched his soldiers being torn to pieces, their limbs scattered about like so much detritus, Zar's face remained impassive, as if he were watching a mere spectacle instead of the gruesome demise of his comrades, calculating his next move in the face of this overwhelming threat.

Mounting his horse with a fluid grace, Zar turned to face the colossal, her roars echoing in the night like the bellowing of a demonic beast. With a quick flick of his wrist, he unsheathed his blade, the sound of the metal slicing through the air a sharp counterpoint to the chaos around them.

As Zar rode towards Ymir, the chaos of the camp surrounded him. Buildings were ablaze, tents were torn asunder, and bodies lay scattered about. The deafening roar of Ymir echoed through the air, sending shockwaves through the ground.

Without a word, Zar rode towards Ymir, his horse galloping through the uneven terrain with a fierce determination. His face remained expressionless, his eyes focused solely on his target and then...