The blue rings of Frankie’s scream hit the tear I created and didn’t stop. They tunneled into the flesh of the Amalgam, churning through the viscera. She kept screaming for longer than I imagined possible, raw and unbridled. The rings continued to rip into the monster as she poured everything she had into the attack.
The Amalgam’s flank shuddered, buckled, and then ripped apart. Every piece of the abomination went still at once. The same way it had moved. Griffin wings, boar ribs, and countless faces and other grotesque parts collapsed into a heap.
AMALGAM DEFEATED