The centipede spewed more poison, but Leon accelerated, dodging the toxic liquid as if it were nothing. With insane speed and momentum, he slashed at the centipede's beady eyes, blinding it completely.
Shhshshshshshshsh-!
The centipede let out a weird shriek, rubbing its two frontal legs together in a painful reaction. The sound was grating, like nails on a chalkboard, echoing through the forest.
Leon didn't let up. He took advantage of the creature's disorientation, striking at its joints with precise, calculated slashes. The centipede's exoskeleton was tough, and with its vibration as it made that weird sound of pain, Leon found it hard to strike the tiny weaknesses in its defense.
Blinded and enraged, the centipede thrashed its body around wildly, trying to keep its enemy at bay. Leon sighed; he had the chance to leave, but at this point, it didn't feel right to leave things as they were.
