>>5843702>>5843679>>5843669>>5843656You have a problem.
Swords are long. Too long! And sharp! And pointy! None of this is a concern to your insides of course, being a slurry of nutrient reserve, acid and however the hell your ambient neural network func-ow! The end of the sword jabs into, then through the outer membrane of your body. You keep your cool, barely, avoiding a panicked flailing motion that would have just turned a stab into a slice and wounded you pretty badly.
Instead you carefully, ignoring your burbling innards becoming outers, pull the sword point back into your body, then stretch and flatten a bit to accommodate the length of the blade, sealing up your injuries in the process. Then you wait, letting your acid churn on the blade. You can crack open a bone in about minute, how hard could steel or iron be?
Somewhat disappointingly, pretty hard. The metal definitely has an etched look to when you get bored and spit it out, but you're probably going to need to work on this for a while. You stash it in the cellar and ponder your next move.
You're a 1.5kg/1.75kg spikey lightning slime! That could have gone worse, and almost did! It's evening! Shadows are long, and humanoids are scarce on the surface!
> Wander the streets above> Wander the sewers below> Check out that grotto and see if anything is home> Go another round with that sword, you've got the trick of it now! 