Faced with the palm, the Maw, which had been almost entirely focused on Di Tou this entire time began to freak out, and multiple tentacles shot out, attempting to pierce the palm. But even after all the eyeball tentacles, the two tentacles that had ambushed Di Tou, and a few others all shot out, they didn't manage to make a single dent against the palm. In fact, they couldn't even pierce the skin or draw a drop of blood! Like helpless little hairs pressing and shoving against a mountain, they were futile efforts…
As the palm slowly descended and got closer and closer, the Maw became smaller and smaller, and now it truly was no bigger then an ant. Letting out a scream, the Maw roared, and it's voice, as it roared grew louder and louder, and its form began to enlarge before shrinking, enlarge before shrinking, flickering between the two forms.
