"Aaaaaah!!!"
Drawing his automatic pistol and aiming at the giant serpent ravaging the city, Superintendent Shimono Tadashi screamed hysterically, his eyes red, and emptied the entire magazine in one go. Then he stumbled and fell straight to the ground.
He had fired less out of a desire to accomplish anything than to vent his fear and pain.
Even the Hokkaido riot police's heavy weapons could do nothing against the Eight-Branched Giant Serpent. Superintendent Shimono Tadashi's pistol was nothing more than a noisy toy.
"Damn it! Why is there... a monster like this?! Fuck... you beast!"
Superintendent Shimono Tadashi looked back at the shattered ruins behind him. There was no telling how many of his colleagues lay buried beneath them. His face twisted as he slammed his fist into the ground, bruising it blue and purple.
The monster had not even deliberately attacked the authorities. As it moved, an inadvertent sweep of its tail, as thick as a cavernous tunnel, had routed the police formation, leaving only a few lucky survivors still standing there.
Yamata no Orochi had never considered the hundred-plus officers deployed along the street a threat at all. Just as a person walking would not care whether there was one ant on the ground or a whole swarm, it was all the same.
They felt the same underfoot. Even if the ants banded together, they could not so much as make a human's foot uncomfortable.
Yes, the police were an organ of state violence, part of this country's armed strength, but so what?
Perhaps among the ants, they counted as slightly larger soldier ants with mandibles, but weren't they still ants? If they were crushed, they were crushed.
"Ah! No!!!"
Superintendent Shimono Tadashi struggled to his feet. Looking at the streets of Sapporo City after Yamata no Orochi's