Chaos reigned at the port. The creature— a hulking, monstrous figure with jagged claws and glowing red eyes that contrasted with its pale blueish skin which formed a purple lining around its eyes.
It tore through the docks, slaughtering anything with a breath of life. The death toll skyrocketed drastically in a matter of minutes and the survivors could only pray for a miracle.
Someone, anyone to intervene.
A port worker stumbled and fell to his knees, his body trembling as the creature loomed over him. Its arm raised, ready to strike when suddenly a metal wrench flew through the air, hitting the creature square on its head.
The creature paused, its head slowly turning to face the man who had thrown the wrench. The worker stood his ground with a gritted teeth, though his hands shook violently.
"Run, son! Now's your chance!" The man shouted, his voice cracking with desperation.
