Veronica was enraged, yes but she wasn't a fool to believe she could put Ethan down easily. She was stolen off any communication and her magic was blocked.
So, her intentions currently was to get out of here.
But how was the question.
"Don't just stand there and dance."
Ethan's tentacles struck first, three of them lashing out in a fan meant to box her in from the left, the right, and directly overhead.
"Hmph!" Veronica read the pattern before it finished forming. She had faced enough beasts with multiple limbs to know that the moment you tried to dodge each strike individually, you were already dead.
The trick was never to outrun the attack. It was to find the one gap that all three strikes shared, and put your body through it before the gap closed.
She dropped low, twisting her hip, and drove herself under the crossing point of the left and overhead tentacles just as they converged.
