"I said focus your strikes, Kael!" Liora's voice rang out, sharp and commanding. "You're wasting energy! Go for the joints, not the shell!"
Kael adjusted his stance, his grip tightening on the dagger. He ducked under another lunge, this time aiming for the creature's underside. The blade sank deep into the vulnerable flesh, and the spider let out another agonized screech before collapsing. Kael pulled the dagger free, his chest heaving, and turned to see Liora moving with an almost terrifying efficiency.
Liora was a blur of motion, his strikes as precise as they were deadly. He wove through the swarm with an uncanny grace, each movement deliberate and economical. His daggers flashed in the dim light, finding joints and vital points with practiced ease. One spider reared up, its legs flailing, but Liora ducked beneath its bulk and drove both blades upward into its soft abdomen. The creature spasmed before crumpling to the ground.
