“That was so cool! I can’t believe someone could kill a Twisted like that with their personal strength alone.” Tammy gawked as she watched Lisa turn to come jogging back up the hill. She then turned off and collapsed her plasma shield-staff. “But I wanted to kill it...”
Lisa had already deactivated her Stage Two before turning to face the everyone on the cliff top and she was now looking a bit worn out. The cause of her being tired was soon revealed. The afternoon wind was starting to pick up and the dust swirled away some to reveal a shocking sight, there on the open scrubland where Lisa was sent flying by the Plain Strider’s kick was a ring of dead Twisted. At least a hundred Twisted were laying dead in a circle, all toting numerous knife wounds, dismemberment, and decapitations. However, no one had any time to comment on what might have gone on down there in the dust for now halfway up the path behind Lisa was next wave of Twisted!