Calamity Threat

It was almost comical.

A shirtless young man, streaked with dried blood and dirt, eyes glowing a furious red, sprinting full tilt through a ruined townscape. Corpses littered the streets, rubble blanketed the cracked roads, and mutated monsters twitched in their death throes. And right behind him?

A walking apocalypse.

The thing chasing Kai was easily over twenty metres tall - humanoid, vaguely, as if God had stitched it together from nightmares and rage. Its skin was cracked and blackened, bulging with grotesque muscle. Every one of its steps made the ground tremble, sending up dust and cracking stone like glass under pressure. One of its feet, easily the size of a lorry, flattened an overturned car as if it were paper.

Kai didn't even bother looking back.

He just ran.

"This is fucking insane," he spat between ragged breaths, raising Phantom V's pistol and unloading it behind him as he bolted down a ruined street.

Bang! Bang! Bang!