After a barrage of bombing, the site full of battered rocks, seventeen humans surrounded a powerful creature perched on a huge monster stone in an apparently loose but actually very tight formation.
This was a creature severely wounded and close to death; on its back, its originally spread-out wing, which could have allowed it to soar through the sky, had one broken bone, and the other wing was also badly damaged. It had lost its ability to fly.
However, the injury to its wings was merely painful to it, not fatal. What put it on the brink of death was the bullet that had penetrated its skull and incidentally blinded one of its eyes.
Despite all this, the quadrupedal creature with wings still maintained a significantly powerful combat strength, looking down at the insignificant creatures attacking it with various objects from a high position, its eyes always filled with disdain.