An Oddity and a Mystery
Jyorta felt his sense of time slow down to a crawl. All the pores on his skin opened up, allowing him to perceive everything. The droplet of blood that spurted out his thigh, the sweat that slid past his eye, the manner his heart thumped, and the sound of blood flowing in his ears, Jyorta felt them with resounding clarity.
His eyes focused, the scope widening to draw in all the spikes flying his way, watching them arrive in slow motion. Soon, a shadow loomed over, arriving in the nick of time.
The Crust-Mantle shielded him using its claws, watching the spikes pierce into it, with some of them even piercing until their tips. Jyorta's heart thumped in fear, noticing many spikes implanted into the sand, causing deep holes that were instantaneously filled. They fully surrounded him, with not one injuring him.