***CONTENT WARNING: LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND GORE***
Tidas froze, and signaled everyone else to do the same as Richard made a small pond-sized puddle of ooze. Once it stopped pouring out of his severed arm, the black muck began to bubble..
As they grew in size, several bumps in the ooze started to poke up. As they steadily grew to about six feet in height, a feeling of dread filled Tidas. A natural instinct screamed at him to run, but he began to shout orders instead.
"Get those generators going Now! Expand the boundary! Do not come into direct contact unless within the boundaries of the generators! Don't let Anything get passed you! No matter what!"
The soldiers holding the generators took several steps back, to give the others room to fight. As the gentle buzz from the machines became louder with each one turned on, Richard became more erratic..
