The great black mass of many hands lunged forward, dragging itself across the ground. For better or worse, it was much smaller compared to the one they had encountered before, so this time Uriel believed he at least had a chance.
Before it could advance further into the village, a number of warriors began to emerge from the corners and houses, all joining together to defend it.
A cacophony of vibrations spread throughout the surroundings—people and warriors communicating, warning, and calling for help.
Uriel did not hesitate any longer and moved to confront the monstrosity.
The creature moved quickly despite its size. It did not seem to have any weak points. The people of the depths tried to approach it, but they were torn apart by its numerous hands.
The attacks that managed to strike its body seemed to sink into the black slime, accomplishing nothing more than alerting the creature, which would then tear them to pieces.
