The Titans attacked as one.
The first Titan lunged with reckless, brutal force, its massive claws tearing through the air where Adam had been standing. Adam's Abyssal Step carried him sideways, emerging from the shadow of a jagged rock, but the spear-wielder was already there, its void-tipped lance thrusting toward his chest.
Adam twisted, the spear grazing his side, leaving a shallow gash that immediately began to smoke. His regeneration kicked in, but slower than usual—the void energy in the lance was resisting his healing.
"Tch!" Adam hissed, leaping back to create distance.
The archer released another arrow. Adam's Apex Instinct screamed, his body moving before his mind could catch up. He threw himself sideways, the arrow passing so close it sliced through the edge of his cloak.
He rolled, came up in a crouch, Ouroboros's Fang already swinging.
