The sudden attack surprised all the other scorpions as they immediately assumed defensive positions. Above them in the sky, dark clouds started to form as grey snowflakes began to fall. A strong gust of wind blew, sending chills down their spines.
Orkin, the glacier scorpion, was choking on his own blood. The shards of ice impaled him in place. He could not move at all. He could only struggle. Vy stood up. She was now a shadowy figure standing before them.
Orkin cursed as he tried to claw at Vy with his pincer but nothing worked. As soon as his pincer touched onto Vy's body, it went straight through. It was as if she was not even there. The dark clouds cast shadows upon the land beneath.
