Then he roared, driving forward with golden essence flooding his veins. The spear vibrated, light burning along its edge, and the impossible shell began to crack. The blade punched through, grinding past the chitin wall, splitting it open with a sound like stone shattering.
SQUELCH-CRACK!
The blade sheared cleanly through the cartilage and buried itself deep into the creature's internal organs. Sol violently twisted the shaft and ripped it free in a geyser of superheated, acidic blood.
Guard A let out a horrifying, high-pitched mechanical shriek, It staggered backward, its life force rapidly draining from the massive wound.
But the mental stun had worn off.
Guard B, enraged by the mortal wounding of its partner, went completely berserk. Its crimson runes flared with an almost blinding intensity. It didn't bother with calculated strikes anymore, it launched itself at Sol in a frenzied, desperate whirlwind of superheated blades, intending to chop him into pieces.
