~Greeeeeehhh~
Wiggins tightened his grip on his dagger but soon found himself several feet high.
"Field Marshall!"
"Dad!!!"
Julius was going crazy, watching the thing's ugly, rotting tongue grab his father's feet.
Dammit!
Julius fought back, using the blade in every way he could. But the creature's body regenerated after every slash with the help of the bugs swimming within.
"Take this! And this! And this! Die! Die! Die!"
Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!~
Wiggins was held upside down but still lifted his body to slice the creature's tongue holding his feet. Yet his actions proved useless as the creature hovered him over its gigantic mouth.
'Is this how I die?'
Wiggins saw his life flash before his eyes as the creature readily flashed its sharpened teeth below his floating body.
"No!!"