He loaded the Lavalynx into his blaster. The moment the slug touched the barrel, the air around him shimmered. The rocks under his feet began to soften.
Shane patted the side of Magma-Spike , whose metallic hide was beginning to glow faintly. “I see it.” lavalynx slugterra
The impact threw him twenty feet into a wall. He felt two ribs crack. The chamber glowed like a fallen star, bucking and twisting in his hands. Inside, the Lavalynx writhed, a contained supernova. He loaded the Lavalynx into his blaster
Shane slowly raised his modified blaster—not a standard issue, but a heat-vented, ceramic-lined custom job. He loaded an empty, high-grade Magna-Shell . He didn’t need to fire a slug at it. He needed the Lavalynx to fire itself . Shane patted the side of Magma-Spike , whose
He took a deep breath, then fired a single, harmless Flopper directly at the creature’s face.
“Acid melts rock, Kira,” Shane said. “What does lava do to acid?”