The Scorpion General was sent flying, with all the armor covering his chest shattering into pieces, each fragment scattering in every direction.
Countless shards spun through the air before raining across the blood-soaked battlefield.
"Ahhhhh!"
A soul-rending scream escaped from the General's throat as he crashed heavily into a sand dune.
Boom!
The ground quaked, and thick dust rose into the sky.
On the dune, a deep crater appeared, covered in spiderweb-like cracks with the General at its center, while loose sand continuously cascaded down the sides.
Beneath the broken armor, the General's scales had already shattered into fragments.
The protective scales had completely failed to withstand the terrifying force of the hammer.
Flesh and blood were mangled into a grotesque display.
Fresh blood continuously flowed from the horrifying wound, dyeing the sand beneath him crimson.
