This was the most powerful enemy the knights had ever seen.
Titanic in size, armed and armored like a Super Heavy Tank, every drop of foul blood splashed from skin pierced by bolt shells evaporated into a tainted stench in the air. Its wounds healed in the blink of an eye, as though the damage had never existed. The two knights who had tried to deflect the demon's greatsword lay paralyzed on the ground. Pain enough to make anyone faint had not robbed them of their ability to fight. The two warriors lay at an angle, old blood staining their armor, firing bolt shell after bolt shell at the enemy. When the demon raised its foot to crush them, the other knights holding back the swarming Aether Entity Aberrations immediately turned their guns and opened fire.
Though they had gained less than two seconds, Aparajita and Constantine charged in again.
They slammed into it like a speeding train. The collision of solid pauldrons, shields, and supernatural flesh rang out like metal striking metal. Aparajita heard the teeth-grinding screech of metal as the bones in his arm and the exoskeletal frame of his Power Armor twisted. His entire arm went numb from the impact, while beneath his armor it was wet, sticky, and hot, as if something had pierced the muscles in his arm.
Combat stimulants and painkillers were immediately injected into his veins. The pain drove Aparajita into a rage, and he swung his battle-axe with the injured arm. The crackling Disintegration Field burned through the Hell Metal armor, hacking a gap directly into the front of the beast's shinbone. Foul blood and marrow sprayed out, hissing across his armor like strong acid. Terrified human faces continuously surfaced on the black Hell Metal armor, letting out silent screams beyond the