As if it had needed permission (spoilers, though: it hadn't) the creature bursts upward from the ground and rapidly winds its way up Kuai's nearest leg. It's a monstrous centipede-like spirit, itself a good two and a half feet in length, and each tiny foot ends in a sharp claw.
It grips the fabric of his pants, and from the open mouth of the mask, a pair of hinged jaws protrude, delivering a bite to his upper thigh. It has clamped on hard, and the pulsing of its jaws aims to tighten that grip on Kuai's leg - so that as each second passes, it becomes harder and harder to simply remove.
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It grips the fabric of his pants, and from the open mouth of the mask, a pair of hinged jaws protrude, delivering a bite to his upper thigh. It has clamped on hard, and the pulsing of its jaws aims to tighten that grip on Kuai's leg - so that as each second passes, it becomes harder and harder to simply remove.