The sound of a needle-like object drilling its way through flesh and blood echoed, painting the surroundings with a dreary atmosphere. Though, there was neither the stench nor the gory visual effect accompanying it.
As the spindle drilled into the Floating Spider, dust flew out, dissipating into psychic energy. Except for the sound of the drilling operation, there wasn't any other sound.
The lady's voice commanded him, "Use both your psychic arms now. It will be difficult but, try to get a feel in using them both at the same time."
Jyorta frowned, nervous at the task at hand. Until now, all he had ever used at a time was a single psychic arm. Even then, he still had difficulties in perfectly controlling both the operations he was capable of—actuating a Refined Object in 2 directions.
