"Just lie down. Let me take care of the rest." Compass Carburettor said, watching the cobra do as told as it looked weak, growing weaker by the minute.
He quickly used an Armament to cut open its stomach to see countless undigested pieces of Darble there. "Wait…Darble?"
He was surprised, because what he used to make the Spydragon, though called Darble wasn't exactly pure Darble. It was just the reserve in his horns that were almost like Darble but were impure.
And now, for some reason, all these impure Darble had been digested to condense pure Darble fragments. Moreover, as he gazed at the cobra's stomach walls, he noticed that even though the Darble had poisoned it, the cobra's body was fighting against it.
It was using its trait to evolve to adapt to this change, for even though it was poisonous, it wasn't potent enough to directly kill it.
