The beast lunged.
Its limbs that were an unnatural blend of muscle, claw, and tentacle, struck out like a storm of death.
Rune veered sharply to the left, his boots digging deep into the cracked earth as he avoided a sweeping claw. His daggers lit up with a silver glow as he channeled them with a spell right before darting in and slicing across one of the limbs before spinning away.
On the other hand, Davian didn't dodge. Instead, he met the beast head-on.
He hurled his blade into the creature's knee joint, then followed up with a shockwave of his power that exploded from his fist. The beast staggered, though only slightly, but it was enough.
Enough for Grace to jump.
She launched herself from the broken stone rock behind her with dual energy blades spinning in her hands as she moved like a streak of dark lightning.
"NOW!" she shouted.
The beast turned its head toward her and its six eyes locked on. A massive claw rose, prepared to intercept her mid-air.
