The beast lunged, its massive tentacles lashing out, smashing through, and hitting each one of them, the elders felt their spears crack, their hands were bleeding.
Raerin gritted his teeth, he was also one of those who endured a frontal attack from the beast in front of him. He ignited his spear, akin to a serpent of fire trailing in its wake as he met the blow head-on again.
"BURN!" Raerin roared, the beast's gaping mouth roared too.
The spear struck the tentacle's side, searing flesh, and an unholy shriek tore from the beast, purple blood sprayed out, and the beast hissed in anger.
One of the elders, Valen's stone spear erupted, impaling another tentacle mid-swing, while Mira hurled a spear of flame, a comet of orange light streaking through the gloom. It struck the beast's torso, detonating in a burst of scorched flesh.
