Bea's threads surged forward with renewed strength, more numerous than ever before.
They lashed out like ethereal whips, completely unavoidable, and much more resistant to the cutting of the serpent. Finally, a few managed to make contact, snaking into its mind.
The creature roared in rage, its body convulsing violently as it thrashed against the intrusion. The water churned around them, sending a shockwave rippling outward.
This time, Bea's threads didn't disintegrate upon entry into its body.
Bolstered by the massive influx of spiritual energy and the boost it provided to their strength, they wormed their way deeper into the creature's psyche, seeking to exploit its injuries and momentary disorientation.
Kain could feel the strain through their bond, Bea's consciousness pressing against a barrier far stronger than any they had encountered before.
The creature, however, was far from helpless.
