Womb-Burning Seed, My Birth Sister
Five Metalheads trailed behind me as Hanna bounced on my stiff steel shaft, holding onto me with legs and arms for dear life as I sprinted forward. I stepped to the side, narrowly dodging a spear that trimmed some of my shaggy hair, almost slicing my cheek.
I had already destroyed each of the five by returning the spears to them, but each one had reformed at a blinding speed. My hand was still healing from the last spear I grabbed, and the first one I had tried to grab damn near took my fingers off.
There were blades all up the shafts of each spear that had slicked them up. The Metalheads were able to summon them from holes in the air like Mex did to get his sword and was constantly dodging them.
There was barely any pause between each one, and my Water Sphinx Totem was running on overdrive.