The dark red lake, which had only been lightly rippling moments ago, suddenly exploded into chaos—as if something colossal had awoken beneath its depths.
Without warning, the surface split apart. From the blood-soaked waters surged massive tentacles, each as thick as a water tank, formed from congealed blood and foul energy.
They lashed out with a shrill, grinding sound—like metal scraping bone—and a reeking wind swept across the narrow jade path. The monstrous limbs whipped toward the group from every direction, like countless giant serpents rising to devour them alive.
“Careful!” Aaron shouted, swinging his sword toward the tentacle aiming for Grace.
Steel met the fleshy appendage with a deafening clang. Sparks flew.
The tentacle’s surface was so tough it rang like forged iron. A wave of corrosive energy burst from it, numbing Aaron’s arm. A film of dark red slime spread over his blade, dimming its spiritual light in an instant.
The two other guards attacked as well, but their strikes only carved shallow gashes that quickly sealed over. Instead of pushing the enemy back, they were being overwhelmed.
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