A pack of Skulkers skittered toward her from the left, their claws raised to tear her apart. Without hesitation, she stomped her foot down, activating her kinetic boots, and sent out a shockwave, the sheer force of it cracking the ground beneath her. The Skulkers were blasted backward, their frail bodies tumbling through the air before slamming into wreckage.
One dodged the blast, darting toward her with unnatural speed. Ethel barely had time to pivot before it lunged, its serrated limbs aimed for her throat—but she was faster.
She angled her gauntlet, channeling energy into her fist. When the creature was inches away, she twisted her hips, adding torque to her swing, and drove her fist into its skull with a resounding boom. The impact sent a visible shockwave through its body, and the Skulker exploded outward, chunks of burning flesh scattering across the battlefield.