At the shocking sight before them, the soldiers who still had a clear view of Lyra could hardly believe what they were seeing. The once-invincible monster that had torn through squads and vehicles alike now looked like a broken shadow of her former self.
She was dragging her mangled body across the blood-soaked battlefield, trying desperately to stand, but her limbs trembled and failed beneath her.
Gone was the radiant beast of fury and power. Her face, now visible through torn strands of hair and blood, looked human again. Just a young woman, battered and vulnerable, her glowing eyes dimmed, her breath ragged.
She was no longer the terrifying creature that had brought death by the hundreds; now she looked like someone barely holding on to life.
What most of the soldiers didn't know was that the power granted to her by Rex's golden blood had finally reached its limit.
