The Last Primal

"Stop! This one is mine, and mine alone! Do not interfere in this fight!"

Following the amazon's shout, cold air closed in on them from behind, forcing them to turn and look at the eerie-looking grin of their blonde amazon once again...

Beneath the twisted, crazed-looking piercing gaze, a wide, excited smirk stretched the blonde giantess' face. Her arms stretched out in a welcoming manner with her humongous war ax held in her right hand, Naybeah painted quite a terrifying picture.

With the landscape demolished beyond redemption and the swarm of insectoid creatures dealt with, the scene of the two opposing figures -both monsters in their own terms-, was not something the team would soon forget.

"This oversized bug is mine to deal with! His head would be the perfect trophy for my future husband!!!" She roared with excitement flashing across her crazed eyes. With each heaving sigh that escaped the curvature of her grinning lips, her muscles bulged. Large swollen veins made their appearance known as the halo of its complex system protruded from beneath her usually fair, supple skin.

Her opponent standing in front of them was a literal giant of a monster. The fuel of nightmares for many, a literal bug with colossal, gargantuan proportions.

Despite the vast terraformation of the landscape by a single earth-shattering smash from the amazon, its intent remained the same. The entire party, including Naybeah, could feel its thick, cold, and vicious murderous, killing intent. The destruction of its forces didn't seem to phase the creature by the slightest.

On the contrary, if anything, it just served as further fuel to its overwhelming rage and hunger for the massacre.

"Come, face me you overgrown pest!" Breaking the tense silence, Naybeah exclaimed once more.

Following her battle shout, she rushed forward, charging towards the monster. A large, jumbled roar followed her path as she rapidly approached her enemy.

If nothing else, she managed to garner the full attention of the creature at the very least. Its large, insectoid, compound eye was fixated on the attacking bareskin female. It viciously snapped its large, trunk-like ebony mandibles, its high-pitched cries resounded like blasts of sonic waves around the demolished battlefield.

Arriving at a close enough distance, Naybeah, like how she did usually, got ready for her fierce swing. She jumped up, with her ax raised high above her head and as she sailed across the air, struck down with all her gathered momentum and strength she could muster.

The giant bug also wasn't standing idly by and waiting for the incoming attack to reap its life. Following the amazon's track, it raised its head, spreading its mandibles apart. Translucent, thick gooey fluids escaped from what seemed to be its mouth that was stretched to its limits. It didn't think too much about its plan of response.

Though much more intelligent than what one would normally expect from creatures of its stature, it didn't count too much resistance from these small bareskins. Their life was feeble and short, nothing like the rest of the tribes still inhabiting the Underworld.

Their skins were soft, their bones were crunchy, and could be easily ground to dust. Even though it was centuries, or maybe even thousands of years since the last of their kind to show themselves, there were rumors of some survivors living somewhere in seclusion.

Still, it didn't matter. They were weak, they stood no chance anymore. Not after what they did to their home world.

As the amazon entered into attacking range and struck with her weapon, so did the giant bug creature react as well and snapped her strong mandibles shut in an attempt to crush the feeble female in one fell swoop.

Yet, plans rarely turn out the way we originally intend them to be. Its simplistic plan of action, its condescending manner of thinking about these outsiders, these 'Bareskins' proved to be a grave mistake in the next instant.

A sharp pain filled up the creature's nervous system suddenly, followed by an intense searing, burning sensation. Due to the overflow of both physical and mental torment that filled every fiber of its being, the giant bug creature took an additional moment before the scene its compound eyes transmitted have registered inside its mind.

The fierce, trunk-like mandibles were nowhere to be seen, only two blood-drenched shattered stumps could be seen in their place. The two appendages were now dissected, resting in a large pool of the disgusting, vile fluids of the creature's blood, gore and saliva.

Yet, a single attack would rarely be enough to settle the matter. As the creature was still under shock due to the pain of losing its precious mouthpieces, Naybeah has already unleashed her rage and might into another, and this hopefully decisive strike.

"Be a good little monster and try to not squirm too much! My future husband deserves your trophy in perfect condition. I would hate it if I couldn't make a clean cut!" Her taunts flew in the air, but remained unanswered by the beast, as before it could react, it felt the cold steel hitting the conjoining soft tissue that connected its giant bug's head to the rest of its body.

Yet, that would still not be enough, as the creature size was much, much bigger than that of the head of Naybeah's axe. However, as the weapon connected, deep, scarlet energy unleashed from the weapon's metal head, spreading around like a giant guillotine, further enhancing the pure damage the amazon could unleash.

Her victorious shout mixed together and gradually overshadowed the creature's guttural, gurgling cry. Blood, gutter, and a mixture of fluids oozed from the rapidly growing cavity, as the amazon and her reaping ax traversed through the beast's joint.

Eventually, what emerged from the other end, just as the beast cried its last, by-now powerless whisper of a cry, looked more like a demon than the happy, lovestruck musclebound woman.

Her blonde flocks were drenched, looked akin to bloodied chains hanging and loudly clattering from the head of this hellspawn. Her soft, fair skin was turned into dark, with grime, remnants of guts, gore, and intestines stuck all over her body.

Even her clothes, which were already barely covering her delicates, were torn to pieces, the pink double flowers were gazing towards the sky, still being under the effect of the excitement she felt of her action.

Still, she didn't mind, Naybeah wasn't bothered by how she might have looked currently. The only thing that dominated her mind was the overwhelming sensation of her triumph. She did it!

She can now proudly return with her mate once this is all over and present the trophy to her queen and then, to her chosen mate.

As the large, oversized mountain-like head fell to the ground with a loud thud and kicked off some of the dust, Naybeah followed along and finally fell down as well.

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