The Crusader raised its shield again, slamming it forward in a desperate attempt to crush Arach's legs. But Arach's six arms moved with uncanny precision. His main arms shot out a strand of silk, latching onto the Crusader's shield. With a swift tug, he yanked the shield free—taking the Crusader's zombie arms along with it.
"Oops… didn't mean to take that with me!"
Relying on his tremor sense and full 360° awareness, Arach spotted the Spearman lunging once more. He spun the shield, the severed zombie arms flailing, and whipped it with deadly accuracy into the Spearman's head. The impact crushed the zombie, ending its cursed animation instantly.
The Crusader, now armless and shieldless, charged at him, jaws snapping, desperate to tear into Arach's six limbsArach's six eyes followed its every move, his voice calm, almost regretful.
"Oh… I'm really sorry… You're already in a pitiful state, and I just made it worse by taking your arms…"
