Battle For Survival 5

After killing Nosferatu, the last living Lord of Typhon, Destroyers unleashed a torrent of scorching flames, incinerating the dead dragon's body into a pile of shimmering ashes. The smell of burnt scales and charred flesh filled the air.

***Impossible!!***

Ares and his remaining soldiers, their faces etched with terror, stumbled backward, their weapons trembling in their hands. The sheer brutality of Nosferatu's demise had shattered their morale.

"**Oh? I see we have another lunch.**" Yers said, her voice a low, guttural growl. The three heads turned towards Ares, her eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.

***You will pay for this!!***

Ares yelled, his voice a desperate attempt to mask his fear, and then, with a burst of dark energy, he disappeared from the gateway, his remaining soldiers scrambling after him, their retreat a chaotic scramble.

Seeing Ares had fled, Havoc turned to Destroyers, his expression a mix of relief and confusion.