"Stay still!" Ferris shouted, squeezing his thighs around her skull so he wouldn't fall off.
"No, you stay still!" she barked back before suddenly kicking her head back onto a building nearby.
However, Ferris avoided being squashed by moving around her head to her neck, then clinging on like a monkey.
Due to the lack of a medium for his sword essence, Ferris lifted his arm high, so he could gain as much momentum as he could. The strike needed to be fast and heavy enough to pierce through her scales and reach the nerves running along her neck—any less, and it would barely scratch her.
But just when he was about to deliver his finish, that audible clap came to his ears once more.
His entire perspective shifted as he found himself standing behind Artemis from a good distance away, then he saw Executor latched tightly onto Artemis's neck, his arms locked around her like chains, just like he was before.
Seriously, that blessing... Ferris lamented, but he had to adapt or die.
