Still backpedaling, and despite the fear and adrenaline pumping through him, Allistor had to laugh when he saw the brown-skinned Adonis he assumed was Ramon dash between the downed titan’s legs and fire several rounds up into its crotch.   Based on the squealing sound it made, the monster definitely felt that. The Hispanic man laughed, shouting, “The bigger they are, the harder they ball!”

Allistor’s laughter died in his throat a moment later when the titan lunged forward, stretching out both long arms and reaching for him as its belly impacted the earth.   Allistor dodged to his left, turning to sprint away at an angle, hoping to avoid being smashed.  An impact on the ground right behind him sent him stumbling forward to fall on his face.  The debris pile he landed in lacerated his face and neck, a sharp metal edge jabbing into his cheekbone just below his eye.

Scrambling to his feet and ignoring the damage, he turned to see titan flesh blocking his entire field of vision.  The hand and arm had slammed to earth literally two feet behind him.  A broken steel beam with a jagged tip now protruded up through its arm just below the wrist.  The thing had impaled its arm in its bid to squash him.  Already it was struggling to free the limb and try again.

Void Titan

Level 10

Health  1,460/8,000

They were doing it!  Slowly but surely they were doing enough damage that they might bring this monster down!

Allistor started shouting, “Kill it!  Kill it!  Hit it with everything you’ve got!” like a maniac as he ran toward the prone body.   Since its arm was extended and trapped for a moment, he ran for the most vulnerable spot he could think of.

Its armpit.

The smell when he reached it nearly overpowered him.  Clamping his mouth shut and holding his breath, he slammed his spear into the exposed flesh covered in matted hair.  The spear penetrated all the way up to where his hands held the shaft.   As he twisted and levered it around, he instinctively took a breath.  The stench overwhelmed him, and he yanked the spear free as he bent to empty his stomach’s contents. He felt dizzy and had to plant the butt of the spear in the ground and use it as support.  Another deep breath inflicted more of the stench on him, and he retched some more.  Behind him, the creature began to roll, but he didn’t notice.

A moment later he was knocked from his feet as the hairy armpit rolled over the top of him.  Black blood poured onto him from the spear wound that was now above his head.  He was sure he was about to die, and he thought maybe that was okay if only he didn’t have to take another foul breath.