Golden light slammed into a Mithril Centipede’s shell, showering sparks and leaving only a shallow white scar.
Sh*t! They‘re tough! A muted shock coursed through Jared, and immediately changed tactics, flooding the blade with marked aura that hissed like imprisoned thunder.
“So hard!” Flaxseed gasped, then added enviously, “Wish my own gear were built the same.”
Jared shot a glare that needed no words. Corin, oblivious, raised his sword and cut. Black light sliced through the Mithril Centipede’s shell as though it were silk.
The severed halves fell apart cleanly, emerald venom splashing outward, only to sizzle harmlessly against the marked aura shield coiling around the group.
“Aim for their bellies! That’s where the shell is soft!” Corin’s warning rained down from above.
Riding a streak of silver light, skimmed the air, his longsword splitting into a hundred gleaming sword shadows that hammered the exposed underbellies of every writhing Mithril Centipede below.
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