The tentacles entangled Barry's legs. Or actually, it ensnared the gravitational shield around his feet.
Barry looked down to see what happened to his leg. What he saw made him shudder.
The tentacles emitted black thorns, halting just a few centimeters from his legs. Barry couldn't shake off the feeling of danger; the thorns looked menacing, and he was certain that their entry into his flesh would unleash some form of poison or other harmful effects.
'Fortunately, I have this skill.'
Barry is so grateful because he has his skills. If it were anyone else in his group who was in this situation they would already be in grave danger.
Barry swung his sword. Slashes the black tentacle easily. Then he threw the liquid in front of him back into the Reservoir Dweller.
The Reservoir Dweller stared at Barry angrily. It didn't expect that the human would be able to survive both of its attacks simultaneously.
