"Go!"
Drya commanded her people. It was time for them to act.
The combined effort of all of the surviving cultivators had worn the beast down considerably. They were unable to truly fight against each other until now, but that changed the moment the beast started its death throes.
While her team took control over finishing the battle with the fleshy beast, Drya separated from them and moved on her own.
Her path was hidden within the fleshy beast's tentacles and attacks. She, like a hidden serpent, slithered up to her target and found the perfect opportunity to strike.
She didn't know who this person was.
This person also didn't know who she was.
They only chose a random corridor to interfere with, and it happened to be hers.
And because they happened to choose her corridor, her friend died.
It didn't matter if it was a real grudge or not. This debt had to be paid back in vengeance.
