The one-armed Immortuos was unable to free its arm and sword from the torso of the other one. It jerked and twisted as it tried to get loose. The smaller one, ignoring the blade sticking out of its back, swung both its arms up at the other, tearing chunks of flesh from its face and head. Its club came loose and fell to the ground, and its curved sword pierced the right eye of the taller Immortuos and black liquid drained from the socket.
