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A great portion of the chrome floor was currently covered in a thin layer of black blood, exhibiting a particularly sticky properties, stretching and resisting to pulling force well enough, it wasn't good enough to hold Slotriig in place just yet, his excessive raw strength could get him moving still, however, Loimos wasn't playing planning on exchanging blows with the metal giant.

Flowing endlessly in cascade from his hollows sockets, the black blood wasn't merely an environmental hazard, he could still manipulate it.

Slithering along the floor like revolting worms, the rotten liquid converged wholly around Slotriig's feet and legs, the weight of the blood increased and the amount increased its special properties,Slotriig was starting to feel his movements being truly impaired.