Yanjing City had devolved into chaos.
A massive Rift cut across the sky like a jagged, bleeding wound, vomiting out waves of mutated monsters. Crawlers slithered through the debris, armored Craxisis trampled the asphalt, and flying Dovos swarmed the air, all of them diving straight for the kill.
Buildings were shattered into concrete dust. The air was a deafening wall of screams, sirens, and collapses as the city faced utter destruction.
On a tearing street, a massive Craxisis was rapidly gaining on a speeding cargo truck. Inside, a terrified woman slammed her foot against the accelerator, trying to pull away with a handful of crying children huddled in the back. She drove as fast as the engine would allow, but it wasn't enough. The single Craxisis suddenly became four, their massive, jagged horns lowering as they prepared to ram the vehicle.
