He immediately adjusted his breathing, bringing his mental state to its peak while closely observing every movement of the Scorpion, looking for possible weaknesses.
From previous observations, he had already discovered that although the Scorpion was remarkably fast, it had a short pause whenever it changed direction;
More importantly, although its venomous sting had a wide range, it required a short recharging period after use.
A grasp of these would at least enable a full retreat during its attack.
The Scorpion's next target was the multi-legged creature covered in black carapace that had been attacking it consistently.
It took large strides forward, moving so fast it nearly left a blur, and in an instant, it was in front of its target.
The arrogance on its owner's face had long vanished, replaced by pure terror.
He seemed dumbfounded by the sudden change, reacting a half-beat too slow.
By the time he wanted to order his slave to retreat, it was already too late.
