Ben's mind raced. He could try to escape outright, but it's too risky. He could create a few Krell as bait but it will just give venom more target to eat. He could try to kill him right here but that would take too long.
'No. There was a better way.' His body shifted, muscles tightening like coiled steel. His legs twisted, beetle-like, built purely for momentum. His appendages merged into one, a monstrous limb forming at his side. The tip hardened, sharpened—twisting, rotating, accelerating. It spun.
At first, it was a slow whir. Then, a blur. Then a shrieking storm of cutting force. The friction alone set the air alight, sparks crackling as the drill ripped apart everything it touched.
Across from him, Venom's six eyes gleamed. And yet it didn't try to dodge. It simply raised its tails, weaving them into a dense, layered shield of overlapping chitin. Ben's grin stretched. "Let's see how that holds up."
BOOOOM!
