Dropping the empty injector, Cheon Areum pressed his palm against the worm's hardened shell, forcing his energy into it, trying to corrupt it from within. For a split second, it worked—he felt the familiar give, the momentary surrender of matter to his will.
And then it failed.
The corruption collapsed in on itself before he could even react. He didn't even get the chance to check whether Han Kakta was still alive inside the creature.
Jaw tightening, Cheon Areum straightened. Without wasting another second, he moved to the worm's head and planted both hands firmly against it, right where the brain should have been. His energy flared, coiling tightly beneath his skin as he prepared to force his way through by sheer dominance rather than finesse.
[The remaining energy is insufficient. It is dangerous to proceed with the skill: Energy Explosive.]
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