That, however, didn't kill it.
The thing about having armor as tough as stone was that while it protected your body, it left you painfully exposed to torment.
And for someone like Timothy, who had no problem dishing out agony without remorse, you might as well wish for death.
Miebaka had already leaped off the spider's back as it began thrashing wildly, trying to shake off the swarm of flies.
But that was its own problem now.
Both of them understood what came next.
The spider would attempt to flee, leap out of the encirclement, retreat to the safety of the canopy above, regenerate, and then glare down at them again.
But neither of them had any intention of letting that happen.
For the first time since the fight began, Miebaka revealed what Timothy could only assume was his true ability because no one could wield a sword like that without some kind of power behind it.
