Crust-Mantle
The killing intent had mixed with his aura, turning it into a weapon with a focus. Earlier, it was just a formless force, lacking any intent, only causing physical suppression. Now, it had intent, also serving a purpose. Thanks to it, the Spiked Lizard fainted, its mental capacity no longer able to endure.
Jyorta maintained his distance, unwilling to come into range of the Spiked Lizard's tongue. His spindle flashed, drilling into the Spiked Lizard through its eyes. The Spiked Lizard woke up with a start, letting out shrieking noises. But, its legs were unable to gather strength, same for its body. Only its internal organs were able to move, thanks to them being shielded by the surrounding muscles. But, except for faint vibrations, they couldn't do anything else.