The Queen Broodminder tried desperately to move from underneath the massive pile of rubble, struggling with everything she had left.
However, she was completely unable to shift even slightly.
The tons of concrete and steel debris pinned her enormous body down with crushing weight.
The Queen was utterly stuck and helpless, able to do nothing but wait for inevitable death with increasingly weak, pitiful buzzes escaping her damaged throat.
Kōya slowly stood up from his kneeling position, his legs were still steaming slightly but functional… He looked directly at the trapped monster while his sword materialized back into his hand.
He took several slow deliberate steps forward with a small grim smile forming on his face.
