Tyler turned when she heard the crash, swinging her wrench, but it was too late. With a rain of shattered glass, Cynaith landed onto Tyler, her bone-armored feet making contact with Tyler's left arm.
The symbiote warrior kicked back before she reached the ground, landing a few steps away gracefully, avoiding Tyler's awkward swing.
Tyler recovered, but felt her left grip losing strength. Glancing at her arm, Tyler was aghast to find it dangling by a few thread, having been sliced through by Cynaith's landing.
Internally, her human mind screamed at the injury, but to her new symbiote body, it was just a setback. Even now, she can feel the slime slowly flowing to close up the wound. But it was slow, and her left arm is now useless.
Tyler switched to a more defensive position, trembling from the shock of the injury. Before her, Cynaith readies to strike again.
Artist's Note:
"Tis but a scratch," - The Black Knight, Monty Python.
D Banks
2020-09-20 16:30:37 +0000 UTC