For a moment, nothing moved.
Then the water erupted.
A mass of pale, translucent flesh shot upward—dozens of fanged mouths writhing along its serpentine body. Its breath hissed white mist, and its body shimmered with cold so intense the air itself cracked.
"Move!" Aria shouted, thrusting her spear. The weapon hit true, piercing one of the appendages, but the leech split instantly—half its body snapping away and slithering behind her.
Caria spun, firing off two frost-tipped bolts. "Multiple bodies—tracking three!"
Rhys leapt into motion, blade igniting in a flare of azure fire. "Whirlwind Slash!"
His swing tore through one of the illusions, scattering shards of frost that turned into steam upon contact with his mana. The real one reared behind him, its gaping maw lunging for his neck.
"Moonbounce—reflect!"
