Grey then arched back, assuming a powerful stance, his muscles tensing as he prepared to unleash using all his strength.
He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, feeling the energy coursing through it.
Then with a fierce yell, he hurled the sword forward, channeling all his strength into the throw.
Nathan turned just in time to see the blade shoot through the air like a lightning bolt, a blur of silver slicing through the dim light.
The sword struck the crab beast with a thunderous impact, its tip piercing through the tough shell as if it were made of paper.
The sword drove deep into the crab's flesh, creating a gaping hole in its hardened exterior.
Then, with a sickening crunch, the sword lodged itself into the wall behind the beast, blood oozing from the wound, staining the ground a deep crimson.
The crab let out a deafening screech, its pincers clacking in fury as it reeled back from the pain.
