SNAP.
S flicked his finger upward.
The gallons of dark blue blood staining the floor didn't just move.
They ignited with violent, dark-mana acceleration. The liquid mass instantly levitated three feet into the air, hardening from liquid into crystalline, hyper-dense metal in the span of a single microsecond.
The Blue Demon's eyes widened with sudden, genuine alarm.
He drove his massive feet into the dais, attempting to vault off his throne to escape the sudden spatial trap.
He was too slow.
THWIP-THWIP-THWIP-THWIP!
Dozens of razor-thin, crystalline spears forged from the blue blood erupted directly out of the floor beneath the throne.
They shot upward with the velocity of ballista bolts, piercing through the Blue Demon's heavy dark-silver armor with horrific precision.
Two massive spears punched clean through the giant's left and right thighs, pinning him to the stone dais. Two more drove through his calves, while a fifth shattered his left kneecap from behind.
"ARGH!"
