Zypha watched from afar feeling a bit useless at the moment. His shell was obviously too hard and thick for her to break through and Yami only liked to pop out his limbs when he needed them meaning that very few soft bits were available to cut open. If there was one thing Zypha was though, it was observant.
While she had yet to find an obvious weakness there was something, odd about how he fought. There were few animals that had acidic spit, and as far as she knew no Turtle had such an ability, which meant there was a good chance that whatever that spawn of the Devil's Curry was, it was man made. Now, he did spit it out so somehow he was mixing something inside his mouth most likely. This was all a hypothesis of course but while Abigail decided to confront the beast, Zypha decided to investigate some of the acid left over on the ground from his attack.
Walking over to it she studied the substance and decided to see if maybe, just maybe it was flammable. Taking her scythe she traced the blades around the small pool, careful not to touch it, but close enough so that sparks would dance around the acid. If the acid caught on fire, there was a good chance they would be able to use it to their advantage.
If not, she would just have to continue to observe and wait for the next chance to strike.
While she had yet to find an obvious weakness there was something, odd about how he fought. There were few animals that had acidic spit, and as far as she knew no Turtle had such an ability, which meant there was a good chance that whatever that spawn of the Devil's Curry was, it was man made. Now, he did spit it out so somehow he was mixing something inside his mouth most likely. This was all a hypothesis of course but while Abigail decided to confront the beast, Zypha decided to investigate some of the acid left over on the ground from his attack.
Walking over to it she studied the substance and decided to see if maybe, just maybe it was flammable. Taking her scythe she traced the blades around the small pool, careful not to touch it, but close enough so that sparks would dance around the acid. If the acid caught on fire, there was a good chance they would be able to use it to their advantage.
If not, she would just have to continue to observe and wait for the next chance to strike.