Yulena's mane crackled like a storm, her claws tearing sparks from the Breaker's armored hide. The mutated orc howled in rage, its massive fists pounding down again and again, but she matched it strike for strike, her every blow shaking the earth.
The two clashed like titans — her claws carving deep gouges across its chest, its fists slamming into the dirt and stone, sending shockwaves up the wall. Soldiers on the battlements could only gape, some pausing mid-battle as the ground itself trembled from their fight.
Yulena ducked a wide swing, raked across its stomach, then pivoted, her mane flaring bright. With a thunderous roar, she drove her claws into its throat, blood spraying in a crimson arc. The Breaker staggered, bellowing, stumbling back.
She bared her fangs, eyes blazing. "End of the line."
Her muscles coiled, ready to rip the beast apart—
—but then the ground shook again.
