Death

Death by a hundred monsters. Unfair death. Certain death. Agonizing death. Jules refused to accept such a tragedy.

The Red Bake-kujira—it was a she. A girl that could give birth, unlike her brother whose abilities focused on speed and acid. Put simply, an aggressive male where the female Red Bake-kujira was a natural defender.

The greatest defence could become the greatest offence. 

A hundred monsters doubled in a matter of seconds. Five seconds of Booker Davis Jr, the carrier of the bomb, being mauled and killed.

"We have to enter Burst Mode," Jules exclaimed. "Feeni—"

"Wait! Calm down!" Matty put a hand on her shoulder. "Just listen!"

"Listen? L-Matty, look!" Despite the panic and panting, the Mythical Beast Tamer calmed from his touch. She swallowed her fear and looked down. All she saw was an impossible situation. "Feenie, burn—"

"I said hold it. Don't you hear it? Like I said, listen."

"H-hear it...?"