'Impressive,' thought Zantem while preparing for the final assault, 'but useless.'
With one arm less, Selene's ability to control impulses would be severely compromised. Her speed, her main advantage, had been significantly reduced.
She would be easy prey.
Zantem launched forward, his claws extended for the final blow...
The impact came from nowhere.
Once again a damn fool interfered at the worst possible moment.
Like a meteor falling from the sky, a new figure struck Zantem with a force that shouldn't be possible. The power behind the blow defied all previous encounters with humans, a level of strength that shouldn't exist among these parasites.
The transformed Artromus was sent flying through the air, his body spinning uncontrollably. The sheer force of the impact scattered nearby cores like leaves in a storm.
But the most shocking aspect wasn't the blow's force.
It was the pain.
