With a loud growl, the first scorpion surged forward, its claws and pincers glinting in the dim light, its rage and hunger fueling its charge.
Haze held his sword held high and met the creature's attack with a fierce determination, parrying its blows with expert precision.
The first strike sent sparks flying through the air and the clang of metal against metal echoing throughout the entire island.
Haze jumped back hastily. The scorpion's exoskeleton could not be made of metal could it? That would be impossible to engineer and make surviving difficult for the scorpions.
He stepped forward again and struck his blade at the scorpion. The scorpion moved out of the way and the strike missed by half an inch.
Part of his blade scratched the scorpion on its way down however and Haze realized it was true. The scorpion's shell was indeed made up of metal.
