Ding!
[You have unlocked innate passive skill: Pain Resistance.]
The notification was distant, almost meaningless amidst the chaos, as Grey had no time to focus on it as he was busy with the octopus.
The octopus retaliated with ferocious desperation, its glowing tendrils lashing out and wrapping tightly around Grey's arm.
They coiled like venomous snakes, squeezing with bone-crushing force.
THRUM!
Another pulse of energy erupted from the octopus, a searing shockwave that tore through Grey's body like a hammer shattering glass.
His muscles spasmed, and his arm trembled uncontrollably, struggling to keep its grip on the dagger.
Each movement felt like dragging his arm through molten steel.
Closer... just a little closer...
Grey's dagger inched forward, agonizingly slow but relentless. The blade shimmered faintly in the glowing light of the octopus's energy, edging toward its forehead.
