The corrupted clearing was convulsing, it's like the gate was breathing out poison.
The black blood flowing from the core was seeping into the ground, and the tendrils that were left were crawling in different shapes. Half plant, half flesh with hollow eyes.
Both Class S and Class A were tightening their formation under Adam's command. There was no need for courtesy right now, they needed to survive.
"Everyone, hold the line!" Sarah cried out, she held her staff as she carved out a wave of water that knocked back the first wave of the tendrils.
Mary would slam her hands on the ground, summoning a stone barricade the blocked the wave from their right.
Charles move through them like a wind and lightning incarnate, his katana was slicing through those corrupted limbs before they could even lash out at them.
