The dark green insects swarmed Apollo, almost like they had become a hurricane. As for Apollo, he was slashing his bokken. It appeared like a blur to the naked eye, proving that it was moving fast.
Unfortunately, it was not fast enough.
The dark green insects continued to bite at Apollo, rending away more and more of his flesh. Although he was healing, it was not enough to replace how much he was losing.
Layla wasn't helping and had no intentions of doing so, meaning Apollo was on his own. His body began releasing large amounts of heat, red scars snaked across his skin, and his muscles tightened to their limits.
Apollo's strikes became faster.
His laughs gradually climbed in volume, while his eyes began to widen.
...But it was not enough.
There were simply far too many bugs. In just a second, hundreds of bugs would die from a few of Apollo's slashes, but a hundred and one would replace them.
