The poison stream narrowly missed Anzo, who darted to the side using his telekinesis. He spun mid-air, directing the greatsword to slice through the attacking head with a sharp arc.
CLANG!
"Gotcha!" Anzo cheered as the head fell, only for his expression to sour when two more began sprouting from the stump. "This is getting old real fast!"
Alister stood atop a crumbled section of the Colosseum, his black hair whipping in the chaotic winds stirred by the Hydra's movements.
He watched as Anzo groaned in frustration, dodging another swing of the creature's massive tail. The Hydra's heads that had been chopped down in the muddy floor was nearly reaching a hundred, but still the both of them kept slicing heads.
It wasn't clear what Alister's plan was.
"Anzo, keep at it!" Alister called out.
