The Apocalypse Chef and the Iron-Hearted Soldier
"Hey! You overgrown sandbox! Over here!"
The Sand-Stalker roared, its massive, unblinking eyes locking onto the Warrior. It lashed out with its front limbs, each strike cratering the sand and sending clouds of white dust into the air.
"Hurry up, Dimas!" Rafael yelled, ducking under a sweeping limb. "This thing is faster than it looks!"
"I'm trying! The wind is killing the ignition!" Dimas knelt behind the rock, shielding his portable stove with his jacket. He poured the Ether Broth into a small pan, the liquid beginning to hum and glow. "I need one more thing... the Saffron!"