As Ty's gaze locked onto the creature, his attention was momentarily diverted by a bright light shimmering from beneath it, a beacon in the darkness below. The creature reared, its gaping maw turning towards Ty, a silent prelude to devastation.
But before the beast could unleash its fury, Rusuf intervened, his silhouette a blur of motion as he nullified the attack, only to be repelled back towards the ship by the sheer force of his counterstrike.
Ty hovered in the tense silence that followed, his mind racing. "I have time to plan, to waste his time—" he strategized, but his thought was abruptly shattered. This time, the creature did not summon its customary barrage of energy. Instead, it conjured a whirlpool of spiraling water, a vortex that birthed thousands of needle-like projectiles aimed with lethal precision at Ty.
