"Where am I?" The demon king questioned. He looked to a mountain and saw them beginning to shake.
BOOM! BOOOM!—The sounds of giant footsteps could be heard. He turned around to see a colossus whose head hung above the clouds. She parted the clouds, and her eyes were filled with pure unadulterated rage.
He knew that face; it was the other of his targets, May. He didn't know how she got that big, but she was a frightening side to behold. She opened her hand as he pulled into her awaiting giant palm. The moment he entered her grasp, she pressed.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
His bones broke with each squeeze as the demon screamed for the first time.
Ahhhh!—He yelled. There were still some remnant tentacles hanging to his body, so his healing ability was still in effect, but each time his bones reformed, they would be crushed.
I enjoyed writing the chapter. I simply love evil May.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!