Every small piece of the body of the giant wild spider fell to the floor, getting dirty with mud and red soil. The dark sticky substance reacted to the organic matter that had come into contact with it: the black mud particles clung to the pieces of the spider's body, showing once again their intrinsic will.
It was as if that unknown slimy matter tried in vain to fix the damaged tissues, mixing with greenish blood and residues of the violet venom.
The long legs of the Dokumotsu were the first things to fall, lifting the mud and causing it to splash in all directions. In particular, a tarantula paw fell right next to Yoichi's two companions.
Enatsu and Shioko watched the scene helplessly, not wanting to interrupt that magical moment of victory. Yoichi's scaled arm was still stretched forward, engulfed in dragon flames.