Anonymous: dawn of the unknown

chapter eighty two: almost there (part one)

Arachnid, seizing the opportunity, pressed on. He could see the effect of his punch taking its toll on his opponent, who struggled to maintain his composure. However, Arachnid knew better than to underestimate his adversary. Despite the visible signs of weakness, he remained vigilant, ready to defend against any counterattack.

The room fell into an intense silence with only the sounds of Arachnid's and his opponent's grunts and attacks as the battle resumed. Arachnid's opponent, fueled by a fierce determination and perhaps a hint of desperation, gathered his remaining strength. Though his body was severely damaged and his ability to absorb energy gone, his attacks were still rapid and unpredictable, each strike infused with a renewed ferocity.

Arachnid's zeal to destroy his opponent and not to let his teammates down kicked in, his reflexes sharpened by his expert combat programming. He gracefully evaded, blocked, and countered his opponent's relentless assault. With every move, he dem