Chapter 95: Big One.
Danger bells rang in Mark’s head, but something penetrated the creature’s right eye before he could react. Noticing the dark gray shaft, Mark realized it was Lara’s spear.
He understood what had just happened and quickly backed away from the Rift, but not before returning the drone case to his inventory. Thankfully none of the drones were deployed yet.
"We got company!" He shouted while equipping his rifle.
Lara’s spear vanished and appeared in her hand. The dead creature slowly slipped out of the rift and fell into a puddle of its own murky red blood. A long silence followed as if to cast shade on Mark’s judgment, but then something else emerged from the darkness behind the spatial hole.
A second primate, this one five times the size of the first. Roaring, it raised its large arms and started drumming its chest. The sound each strike made was that of a hammer hitting an iron surface, and the reason was clear to see.
The creature was covered from head to toe in a strange armor-like carapace. Its color was a light shade of purple, and the metallic sheen on its surface showed it wasn’t a simple cover.
A long tail extended from the creature’s back. Going by its segmented shape and the bulbous stinger it ended with, one could easily recognize it as the venomous tail of a scorpion.
Mark aimed his rifle and pulled the trigger without giving the action much thought. Bullets rained on the creature, but all of them seemed to bounce against its carapace, barely leaving a scratch purple surface. He stopped firing once he noticed that and the beast raised its arms in the air and roared as if to mock his pathetic attempt at harming it.
A white ark of energy burst forth the next instant and passed right through the roaring creature. Its voice was suddenly cut and its movements halted. A second later, the upper half of its body slid down and fell to the ground.