The noble commander's mangled body slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull bang. After it fell, it showed no further signs of movement, lying there stiff and straight.
"Whew! We finally took care of that monster."
Looking at the motionless noble commander, the company commander rose to his feet, let out a long breath, and said with feeling.
That thing had fought the Defense Force soldiers for a full three minutes before being completely killed under the combined assault of eight people. If not for the protection of those bizarre limbs and claws on its body, it would have been killed by the Defense Force soldiers' power weapons the moment they clashed.
"Commander, we can't let our guard down yet. Here." A squad leader reminded the company commander and handed him an item.
"I know that perfectly well. I don't need you to remind me," the company commander replied in a low voice.
He reached out and took the item, lowered his head for a closer look, and discovered that it was a Meltabomb. The company commander immediately understood the squad leader's intention: they wanted him to thoroughly dispose of the monster's corpse.
"Fall back!" the company commander warned the other soldiers in a low voice.
"Yes!"
The other soldiers swiftly retreated, moving far beyond the Meltabomb's blast radius, terrified that they might be injured by the explosion.
They had no desire to come through the fight against that monster without a scratch, only to be injured by a Meltabomb after the battle was over. That would become a lifelong disgrace, one that could never be washed away.
The company commander also moved away with the other soldiers. Only after ensuring his own safety did he hurl the Meltabomb in his hand at the noble commander's corpse.
"Boom!"
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