Brand stayed low to the ground, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike. His movements snapped forward in sharp, jagged bursts, like a beetle lunging for its prey.
He struck the forehead of the giant worm, clean and neat. And twirl his body while hanging on it, exerting strong pressure on the worm.
Writhing in pain, Raml-d'ah dug into the ground as a preparation for its next lunging attack. The ground was akin to a sea to the giant worm, over which it lorded. It could utilize the Earth's pressure to propel itself with greater momentum.
Brand knew that one hit was all it took for the demon worm to end the fight, so he tried his best to dodge every attack. However, this put a strain on his mind, as the constant shift in perspective between himself and the beetles was daunting.
