Chris was frantic, his movements swift and decisive. He would've stepped up for any teammate in danger, but this was Sophie. There was no hesitation.
Time to show what being a man is all about.
His blade sliced through the air, aimed straight for Scarface. Victory seemed imminent—until, out of nowhere, Scarface tilted his head, and a tentacle shot out from behind him. It lashed through the air like a steel whip, slamming into Chris with brutal force.
Thud!
The impact sent Chris sprawling to the ground, landing face-first in a heap. It wasn't his most graceful moment.
"Well, that's embarrassing..." he muttered under his breath, trying to push himself up. But before he could fully recover, the sharp sound of something cutting through the air reached his ears. Another tentacle was hurtling toward him, this one aimed to pierce straight through his back.
