Without any hesitation, or thought, even, Piko raised the blade into the air, and expertly swung. In the next instant, the spider had one less leg, and the ground shook from the sheer mass of the eighth leg hitting the ground. An agonizing squeal from the spider, resembling the sound of fingers scraping a chalkboard, cut through the silence, as yellowish-clear, goop began to flow from the cut.
Dozens of enraged, red eyes turned to face the newcomer, glaring him down, challenging him to do something more. The spider then opened it's giant maw, baring it's elongated fangs at the boy. They were at least a foot in length, and were dripping with a clear liquid, that I could only imagine was highly venomous poison.
Calm as could be, Piko didn't even flinch. In another quick swipe of the katana, two more legs were separated from the body.
Yuki, taking advantage of the spider's distraction, leaped from the stage, and ran into my arms. Holding her tightly to my chest, I continued to stare at the spectacle still being performed onstage.
Yet another two legs had been brutally chopped off during Yuki's escape, and the spider, being unable to hold up it's own weight, and collapsed on the stage. It's beady eyes were all still on Piko, burning with a desire to kill. The last three legs, wriggling ineffectively in it's own goopy blood, that now covered the floor.
The katana glittered in contrast to the room's darkness, as Piko advanced on the spider. Cold eyes met burning ones as they simply glared at each other for a brief second.
Piko then walked around the spider, being careful to avoid it's fangs, and went towards the remaining three legs on the creature's left side. Glancing at them with no emotion, he raised the sword, at lightly cut around each one of them, not enough that they fell off, but enough that they couldn't be used ever again.
He then grabbed one, and proceeded to rip it out of the spider with his own two hands. Another ear piercing shriek split the silence, as the spider was ripped apart. Piko then did the same with the other two legs. Torturing the spider, and killing it extremely slow.
Once the task was completed, he walked back around to the front of the spider, and watched as it repeated the process of baring it's fangs.
It didn't have fangs for much longer.
I closed my eyes at this point, unable to watch the brutality as the creature's eyes were poked out, intestines ripped from it's inside, chunks of exoskeleton broken off, and so on.
After what felt like hours, one last scream echoed into oblivion.
The spider had finally died.
