"Master..."
"Yes yes, I'm sorry, I'll be careful next time. I just haven't used Ryu in a long time."
"Then use it as a lightening rod of some kind."
"Ryu doesn't like your suggestion at all, but it's a good one."
There were like, 6 of these things now. Kiro strapped Ryu on his back, deciding to use his hands and feet. He ran straight for it, but this time he was anticipated, long tendrils made up of entirely black water shot forward to pierce and stop the enemy in front.
Kiro was tap dancing, trying to avoid its watery elongated arms. They seemed to be acidic, as they punched through rocks they left it with a big hole and dripping. He had a bad feeling that, that would be him if he let himself get hit.
It wasn't even a second after the thought had formed, the thing's tendril sowed right through his shoulder. It had used that one split second distraction to land its attack.
