A battle where both sides rush in is a lot like love—it's guaranteed to create the most intense sparks.
Leaping into the air, Faye Yardley swung her long saber straight at the giant Stingerpillar's vital point.
The bug looked soft and squishy, but unexpectedly, the spines standing up on its body were incredibly hard, striking her saber with a shower of sparks.
'I knew it.' She thought, raising an eyebrow. 'The system would never spawn a boss that could be killed in one hit.'
'How irritating!'
'Its body is protected by sharp spines, and its spit is not just sticky but corrosive.'
'Is this disgusting thing the best my super-high Luck Value can do for me?'
Even as she fought, Faye Yardley couldn't help but get distracted for a moment to complain internally.
The Stingerpillar's body was unnaturally flexible, moving like a snake.
It swung its tail, using the back half of its body like a club to sweep at Faye Yardley.
