Spirry started picking himself up, but the monster who had bitten a chunk out of his thigh bent over and and lunged claws and fangs. Spirry rolled his shoulders, smacking a horn into the reptile's face, though it momentarily leaned side to side and then lunged into Spirry, biting his throat and clawing around the neck.
The gored monster, clearly wounded, had gotten up but lost its aggression, now being more careful, but still crept upon the wrestling. Staring amidst the glowing blueness of the cave floor, this monster noticed that Spirry's wounds healed extremely quickly, quite ironic, condescending Spirry was skinless, faceless, and semi-fleshless, yet could not heal completely, trapping him in a state of never-ending agony. His immunity of pain came form the fact that he was always in constant pain anyways, and did not suffer from it.
The reptile's jaws made a wet piercing sound as it grinded against Spirry's neck, and Newborn felt a rush of excitement, and his blood glowed powerfully, emanating so much redness that that colour beamed out a few inches, even illuminating the insides of Spirry's eye sockets, nasal cavity and mouth.
Spirry lifted his abdomen, movement causing the crazy thing atop him to shift forwards, and in that instance, Spirry grabbed one of the creature's arms and pulled it sideways across its front, and then quickly shuffled around the monster, letting go of its arm and now behind it. Spirry clung both hands underneath the monster's jawline, claws poking through its flesh and fingers griping the jawbone, sitting on the base of its tail, and pulling backwards with such force that he pulled the jaw outwards and broke it, and then, continuing to pull the creature backwards, soon snapped its spine as if it were a dried stick, killing it instantly.
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