There wasn't any time to think as Finn immediately found himself being confronted by one of the alien beings.
'Right now, I need to conserve my mana. I'd like to keep myself from using any cooldowns if possible as well. I'll need everything for the Moon–that's for sure,' he planned.
The first of the strange life forms arrived, leaping right for him. Its pale body morphed; the arm of the creature unraveled into tendrils that whipped around before piercing downward as snow-white spears.
Finn flipped back as the spiked limbs stabbed into the asphalt, glancing behind him as he found another of the faceless life forms attempting to cut him off.
Its arm took the form of a man-sized cleaver, fully intent on bisecting him—
["Phantom Retreat"]
—Backwards into a mist of shadows, he emerged right behind the entity that had tried to flank him. He immediately plunged his dagger into the back of its head, or at least, he tried.
