The sheer weight pressing down on his broadsword was terrifying, forcing the Captain's boots another inch into the shattered ground while his muscles screamed in protest.
'This thing's raw output is absurd,' he thought, tasting copper as blood dripped from his lip, 'if I try to match this force head-on, my arms are going to snap.'
He did not try to push the monster back. Instead, he sharply angled his blade, letting the devastating kinetic energy of the fist slide harmlessly down the steel before violently twisting his waist to shove the creature off balance.
The monster stumbled forward, leaving just enough room for the Captain to hook his foot under Helen's collar and drag her limp body backward across the ground, throwing her toward the safety of the formation.
"Keep her alive!" he yelled, not taking his eyes off the monster.
