Chapter 789: Last Stand
Chapter 789: Last Stand
The Shadow Drifter was nearing the midpoint of the bridge, his face darkened in a grimace as he pushed himself forward. Suddenly, something snaked out from beneath the bridge-too fast, too sudden for him to react.
A sharp, searing pain tore through his chest.
Before he could even comprehend the attack, the impact launched him backward.
At that same moment, Rita sidestepped and narrowly dodged him, her instincts sharper than thought. She hurled her spear forward just as the tentacle struck again.
The collision sent her reeling.
She landed hard, her boots screeching against the bridge's metallic surface as she skidded backward.
"What in Amenes' desolate hills is that power?!"
Her eyes widened as she glanced at her spear-its shaft smoldering from the impact.
The tentacles coiled around the bridge, anchoring themselves. A massive black eel-like entity pulled itself up onto the structure, slithering into view.
It was a grotesque mound of black, writhing flesh, its form disturbingly uneven-as if shaped by some deranged force. It had no visible eyes. Or perhaps it had eyes, just not in a place where one would expect.
Its bulk pulsed, as though it had adapted over time-learning to move, to drag itself forward, its grotesque shape undulating as it pushed against the bridge. Beneath its slimy, ink-black hide, hidden muscles twisted and uncoiled, bursting outward in the form of thick, serpentine tentacles.
It paused, an eerie stillness settling over the battlefield.
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