Sshhh...
Not even a second had passed since Lein moved when more tentacles began to emerge from the dark void. Not just one or two, but five, ten, a hundred—and the number kept growing, pouring out from the emptiness like creatures awakened from slumber. The tentacles attacked relentlessly, coiling and stretching, trying to entrap and ensnare him.
Although no loud impact could be heard in the vacuum, Lein could feel the tremendous energy within each tentacle's movement. Every swing of a tentacle carried a destructive aura, as if capable of annihilating anything it touched.
"Is this S-rank guardian an octopus?" Lein frowned, wondering about the true form of the S-rank entity he was facing.
Sash... Sesh...
One by one, Lein continued to evade the tentacles' relentless assaults. However, the increasing number of tentacles was overwhelming. The attacks now numbered in the thousands, each strand of tentacle seeming to have a clear intent to destroy him.
