Chrysalis

It doesn’t take long for the two uninjured Claw Centipedes to notice my provocation. Seeing a lone hatchling ant they are unafraid and charge towards me with all of the speed their many legs can muster!

Just as I’d hoped.

As soon as they approach I turn and run away, but not too far.

I speed directly to a tree I’d spotted earlier and upon reaching, grasp tightly with my claws and scale directly up!

The two enraged centipedes begin their ascent just behind me, clacking and snapping at my heels. In the distance their two injured allies are recovering and beginning to make their way towards us.

I turn my head slightly to eyeball the frenzied monster climbing the tree directly behind me?

Getting a good look are you centipede?

Maybe you shouldn’t be quite so close to what some of my enemies have come to know as the Business Zone!

POW!

Point blank acid jets directly into the centipedes face!

The monster instantly shrieks and drops off the tree, rolling in the dirt at the base.

That leaves only healthy centipede on the tree with me. One on one. Ant to .... Gross bug thing.

The tree gives me a slight advantage in that the most deadly weapon of the centipede, the poison stinger, will be much more difficult to use here. I’m not sure they can support their bodies on this vertical surface if they were to let go with enough legs to bring the spike overhead.

Which means this will be a claws vs mandibles showdown.

The remaining foe continues to charge upwards, claws pinching and clacking as it advances towards me. The claws on this one seem a little larger than usual, must have mutated them, dang it.

Nonetheless I brace myself to meet the beast head on.

For a few seconds we nip back and forth, one advancing, the other retreating. I dart forward suddenly, but I lose my footing! A slight stumble at the critical moment!

There is triumph in the eyes of my foe, triumph and a burning rage!

The centipede lunges forward with fangs and claws, ready to deal the knockout blow.

When it strikes, it hits nothing but empty air.

Aha! The perfect feint!

skill is over

wait till the last moment and then withdraw, my grip skill and strong legs giving me

lunge forward with my mandibles wide open. Receive the bite of my

mandibles glow and close with extreme crushing force. Empowered by the chomp skill the bite easily splinters the carapace, crushing the centipedes head completely. Lifelessly it

have defeated level 3 Claw

[You have gained XP]

three

dominance and continue to attack. In their simple minds this is still a three on

This isn’t good!

I shift myself out onto a branch, moving away from the trunk. At all costs I mustn’t

it’s almost all I can do to hang on properly. Thankfully only one enemy is able to join

claws held at the ready. It’s only then that start to worry about

CRACK.

Just ruddy perfect Gandalf...

our feet. But I recover first. Have at you centipede! Once more my

SNAP.

clean off the tree, sending me

use my momentum to swing the creature down

Gah!

legs. Quickly back on your feet Anthony! No time to daze out! Shaking off the impact I scramble my legs beneath me and zero in on the centipede who fell with me. Unable to protect itself when it fell it seems to have ruined several legs upon landing. Seizing the

slain level 2 Claw

[You have gained XP]

Two centipedes left.

now, but they’ve little choice but to fight, since they have to come down the tree to escape anyway. From the way they move I can tell they want to come at me together and I’m not sure

this is

tree, claws raised to attack at the first sign of movement. For my part

centipedes reach the ground at the same

Flee!

escape seems to bewilder my enemies for a moment before they are seized with the desire to hunt

Fools.

POW!

when they close in on me, scalding and eating away

shot in that time did you? Thankfully you guys are dumb enough to fall

second dose of +4 acid the other shapes up to do battle. I’ve been able to create another one on one situation and I need to finish it before the other

my opponents the chance to bring their dreaded stingers into play, it’s the only thing that could finish me in one

near carefully, feinting and posturing with jaws and

at it with