Spawner- Healed Spine

She gave you that control back at the cost of your immunity to your power, Spawner thought.  He was already pumping out more of his children.  The member of Valkyrie’s flock that threw needles missed one that leaped up to the small of his back.  Before he could twist around to pull it free, it was severing his spine.  He dropped to his knees, toppled, and landed in the midst of six more children, who went for the more complex structures of brainstem, eyes, and internal organs.
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He could heal rapidly, and his creations could use material to piece him back together, but he had been maintaining a Bradley mindset to avoid being provoked, and Bradley was one to run first when he was unsure.
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When he moved, he moved with a body engineered by a thousand refinements, a thousand chunks of meat and body parts marinated in the fear and adrenaline of his meals.  He couldn’t eat with the mouth he had now, but he could be fed.

He was swift, and his leaps were as long as Swansong’s were with her blasts.

- Ward, Interlude 15.z