Progression in Interdimensional Travel (52)

Lucy was first to engage, moving with the lethal grace of a trained fighter. Her plasma glaive hummed with crackling energy, its blade glowing with an eerie blue light as she gripped it tightly, her muscles coiled in anticipation. Without hesitation, she charged forward, the superheated blade cutting through the air like a scythe.

The first Ravager, a colossal beast with dark, jagged armor plating, lunged at her with clawed fists that could crush metal. Lucy's glaive whistled through the air, its razor-sharp edge slicing clean through the creature's thick armor. Blue ichor sprayed from the wound, but Lucy didn't slow down—she wasn't here to make a quick kill, she was here to end the threat.