Parry kept himself out of the fight for the moment, watching and waiting. The spider-demon held the struggling Celestial captive, but for whatever reason the Celestial wasn't fighting back. Oh sure, she was struggling against the creature's legs, but she wasn't trying to get in closer and use her own powers against it- something that should've been easy when the spider lost one of its legs.

Something was off here. Very off.

When it dawned on Parry, it was almost too late.

"Riki! Duck and roll!" he shouted, fumbling in his bag for his own sword.

The Celestial in the demon's grasp vanished like a mirage as it raised itself up on its hind legs. The stinger on the demon's thorax protruded toward Rikive, dripping a clear and slimy liquid before firing off like a dart toward the charging Asgardian.