And very obviously, neither had the Wyrm Queen.
Instead of snapping her mouth shut like any intelligent life form would do at the sight of massively spiky sea urchin shooting towards its mouth, it merely gaped at me and allowed me free access into its interior.
I am sure you could guess what happened next.
The Wyrms of the Chinese Desert were a notorious bunch, and one of the main things they were famous for was their fearsome and stupidly powerful armor.
But as with every other things in nature, powerful armor was there to protect something extra squishy.
And as I quickly found out that day, that extra squishy something was the insides of the Wyrm.
I spun my spiky sea urchin mecha exterior like a high grade shredder and did what I intended to do with utmost efficiency and effectiveness.
Shred! Shred! Shred!
SCREEEEEEEE!
The Wyrm Queen gave out an absolutely miserable wail of pain!
If she could speak out loud, she would probably be saying…
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKKKKKK!!
