SMACK! Anna's tentacle struck directly onto 399's transparent skull, its gray body still writhing as if trying to bore its way inside.
At that instant, a silver spear materialized next to the tentacle. But as Anna's tentacle shuddered with gray tendrils, the silver spear swiftly warped, degenerating into a puddle of writhing sludge.
399 roared and flung its head wildly, terror lacing its voice. This was the first time since its birth that it had encountered something capable of restraining its illusion power. It tried to focus its thoughts, but every attempt was disrupted by a storm of chaotic impulses. Under the tentacle's interference, it couldn't conjure anything into reality.
