Getting to the heart would have been easier if the Devourer hadn't filled the entire cavern with things determined to stop me.
Yuche's shield folded around us as another cord struck it, the claw scraping across the metal before curling around the edge. He severed it with a blade from his other hand, but three more immediately replaced it.
Apparently, the Devourer had taken quantity over quality when designing its new arms.
Relatable.
I would have done the same thing.
A mouth snapped shut behind my head, close enough that the movement stirred my hair. Zhenlan caught the cord with a blast of air and slammed it into the wall, where two of my zombies climbed over each other to reach it.
Lingyun burned through another vein, forcing the mound of flesh to contract around the pulsing center. The fire spread several meters before black fluid flooded out from beneath the skin and smothered it.
"Again!" I shouted, pointing toward the next cord.
