Teresa was cutting down the Spear Bugs capable of long-range attacks.
These bugs posed the greatest threat to them, because their symbiotic weapons were extremely powerful.
And Claymores were all high-attack, high-speed fighters with paper-thin defenses, so getting hit basically meant death.
With unrivaled speed and strength, she elegantly wielded the massive sword in her hand, which seemed capable of cutting through space itself, eliminating each threat one by one.
Just as she focused on clearing the battlefield and ensuring every comrade's safety, an unprecedented sense of danger suddenly surged into her heart. It was as piercingly cold as ice, making her shudder.
This aura came neither from a beast of nature nor from anything humans could possibly reach. It carried an ancient, profound, and extremely dangerous presence that made every cell in Teresa's body tense.
Without the slightest hesitation, relying on instinct and the reaction speed honed through countless brushes with death, Teresa's figure instantly blurred and vanished from where she stood like a phantom.
Almost at the same instant, a massive figure lunged through the air with a howling gust of wind, missed her, and crashed heavily into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
When the dust settled, a horrifying monster revealed its true form. Its appearance completely overturned Teresa's understanding of this world.
The monster was humanoid, yet not human. Its body was covered in a layer of insectoid exoskeleton as hard as iron, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen like a meticulously forged suit of armor. It not only protected it from external harm, but also granted it terrifying strength.
Its facial structure was twisted and bizarre, possessing both the ruthless coldness of the Tyrant from Resident Evil and a trace of madness that did not belong to this world.
Its hands and feet