Sewing

Now, she thought as she charged at the monster. Using the momentum, she vaulted onto the monster, her hands clutching onto its back. This one was completely different from the ones she had seen in the past, with thick scales on its back, scales that cut right through her skin. Soon, her arms were filled with scrapes and cuts, but she couldn't care less as she made her way up the monster's back. The monster had its attention on the savages, trying to take them out with its large tail. None of the savages died, however. It even made Shi Jia think that the monster was only playing with them, like how cats play with mice before they get hungry and swallow them whole. Still, a monster of that size should be feeding on fish, not humans.

As the monster toyed with the savages, Shi Jia had reached a spot on the monster's back, where there was no skin to protect it.

She drew her dagger and stabbed at the patch of unprotected flesh.