One down, tens to go...

"Keep hitting it! Don't give up!" Quinn shouted, urging his friends on.

The creature roared again, a sound that shook the very ground beneath their feet. It lashed out with renewed fury, its claws slashing through the air dangerously close to Kelvin, who narrowly dodged out of the way.

Benjamin moved in for another strike, his fists glowing as he delivered another powerful punch to the creature's head.

But this time, the creature was ready. It swung its massive tail around, catching Benjamin off guard and sending him crashing into a nearby wall.

The force of the impact knocked the wind out of him, and he struggled to get back up, his body already beginning to heal from the damage.

Kelvin, seeing his friend in trouble, zipped over to him, helping him to his feet. "We need to take this thing down, now!" he shouted, his voice filled with urgency.

Quinn tightened his grip on the metal pipe, determination hardening his resolve. He had to do something, anything to tip the scales in their favor. He rushed forward, aiming a strike at the creature's eye, hoping to blind it, even if just for a moment. The creature reared back, the pipe narrowly missing its eye but managing to hit the side of its head.

The beast roared in anger, turning its attention to Quinn. For a brief, terrifying moment, Quinn felt the full force of the creature's gaze on him, its glowing eyes filled with malevolent rage.

His heart pounded as he realized that the beast was now fully focused on him. He knew he was no match for it physically, but he also knew he couldn't back down. He had to keep it distracted long enough for Kelvin and Benjamin to regroup and figure out their next move.

As the creature lunged at him, Quinn threw himself to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly swipe of its claws.

He rolled to his feet, desperately searching his surroundings for anything that might help him fend off the beast.

His eyes landed on a piece of jagged metal protruding from the debris, and he quickly snatched it up, brandishing it like a makeshift weapon.

The creature snarled, its massive frame advancing toward Quinn with terrifying speed. Quinn's grip tightened on the metal shard, his mind racing for a plan.

He needed to buy more time, to create an opening for Kelvin and Benjamin to strike.

With a burst of determination, Quinn charged forward, aiming the jagged metal at the creature's eyes.

He knew it was a long shot, but if he could just blind it, even for a moment, they might have a chance.

The creature roared in fury as Quinn slashed at its face, narrowly missing its eye but managing to leave a deep gash along its snout.

The beast recoiled, shaking its head violently as it tried to rid itself of the stinging pain. Quinn used the opportunity to backpedal, putting some distance between himself and the monster.

He could see Kelvin zipping around the creature, delivering quick strikes to its legs in an attempt to destabilize it. Benjamin, his fists still glowing with the deadly energy of his Death Punch, was circling around to find an opening.

Quinn knew they couldn't keep this up forever. The creature was far too strong, and they were running out of options.

But just as despair began to creep into his thoughts, an idea struck him. He remembered the crumbling building nearby, its structure weakened by the earlier destruction. If they could lure the creature underneath it and bring the whole thing down on top of it, they might stand a chance of taking it out for good.

"Kelvin, Benjamin!" Quinn shouted, waving them over. "We need to bring that building down on it!"

Kelvin zipped over to Quinn's side, panting heavily from the exertion. "What's the plan?" he asked, his voice strained but determined.

"We lure it under that building," Quinn explained, nodding toward the unstable structure. "If we can take out the supports, the whole thing should collapse on top of it. It's risky, but it might be our only shot."

Benjamin joined them, wiping sweat and blood from his brow. "I'm in," he said, his voice filled with resolve. "Let's do this."

With a shared nod of determination, the three of them put their plan into action. Kelvin used his speed to dart around the creature, taunting it and drawing its attention.

The beast roared in frustration, its massive claws swiping at the air as it tried to catch the elusive teenager. Slowly but surely, they guided the creature toward the crumbling building.

As they neared the structure, Quinn could feel the tension mounting. This was their last shot. If this didn't work, they were out of options. But he couldn't afford to think about that now. He had to focus on the task at hand.

"Now!" Quinn shouted as the creature moved under the building. With all their strength, they struck at the weakened supports, sending cracks spider-webbing through the foundation. The building groaned ominously, its walls trembling as the structure began to collapse.

The creature let out a final, earth-shaking roar as tons of debris rained down on it. The ground shuddered beneath the force of the collapse, and for a moment, the entire world seemed to hold its breath. When the dust finally settled, the creature was buried under the rubble, its monstrous form hidden beneath the wreckage.

Quinn, Kelvin, and Benjamin stood there, breathing heavily as they took in the scene. The creature was gone, but the city around them was in ruins. Buildings lay in shambles, fires burned unchecked, and the sky above them remained a blood-red omen of the horrors still to come.

Quinn dropped the metal shard from his hand, his shoulders sagging with exhaustion. They had survived this encounter, but he knew that this was just the beginning.

He turned to Kelvin and Benjamin, both of whom were also showing signs of weariness. "We need to keep moving," Quinn said, his voice resolute despite the fear gnawing at him. "There are more people out there who need help, and we have to find a safe place to regroup."

Kelvin nodded, his usual bravado replaced by a somber determination. "Right. Let's get to it."