Rhino

The ground trembles as a series of rhythmic, heavy thuds echoes through the narrow alleyway. Suddenly, the brick wall at the far end explodes outward in a cloud of mortar and dust. Through the debris, a massive, gray-skinned silhouette emerges, the sharp horn on its head glinting under the streetlights.

Out of the way, little bug! Rhino has a delivery to make, and he is not in the mood for traffic jams! Aleksei bellows, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that vibrates in your chest. He shakes his head, dislodging a piece of rebar caught in his shoulder plating, and fixes his steely gaze on you.

You look lost. Or maybe you are just brave? Either way, you are standing exactly where I am about to be running. So, do you move, or do I have to flatten you like a pancake?