Chapter 1078: Bascra (5)

The needle whistled through the air almost imperceptibly, and I noticed instantly that the Fiend made no move at all to deflect or avoid it, so without much suspense at all that pinkish needle pierced through the lower back of the blue skinned Fiend and allowed me to crack the catalyst apart completely even as they hissed sharply from the pain.

It was sudden, and practically instant how they went from hissing to stiffening up, almost like they had been struck by lightning; their muscles seized while their 'expression' - at the very least, their facial muscles - slackened, and the most obvious part that let me know that my strategy had yielded incredible results was how the twin orbs of sapphire dimmed considerably within their sockets.