I try to grab Elowen, but suddenly an attack pierces my body from behind. I look back and see Eryndriel, and I notice something strange—Eryndriel was never good at regeneration.
'Why is she recovering so fast…' My body bolts forward, rushing toward her at an extreme speed. She seems to panic a little and tries to put some distance between us, but I reach her before she can and slam her into the ground with a punch.
My tentacles grab her legs and try to pull them in opposite directions to tear her in two. Elowen tries to get in the way, creating barriers and attacking my tentacles, which partially works, but I've already found what I was looking for.
"[You stupid little pointy-eared freak]" My voice comes out as a distorted cacophony as I kick the elf goddess far away. My tentacles aim backward, firing countless red shots of pure energy at Elowen.
