Blocks bites and stings

And he did. There was nothing asura hated more than pain. It was enough to force a miscalculation—the last one he’d ever make. With a cry for release, Saxby split his essence again. His flesh rippled, spirit pushing through every drop of his erupting blood. The flesh foamed like the sea, burst, and transformed into insects, scorpions, and serpents. To her immortal eye, it happened slowly—and she leapt through the wriggling epicenter.
With her kanaf as armor to shield herself from stings, she snapped a single snake from the swarm, tucking it close.
Landing on the other side of the buzzing cloud, she reached again to the clouds above and pulled the sky down upon both their heads. The snowy earth lit with not just a few bolts—she brought them all down.


Chapter 22, Page 339-340