The moment the distance closed, all of them moved at once.
Sean stepped forward first. His sword already raised as power surged through his arms.
His fighting style relied on raw strength, and the moment he struck, that truth became obvious.
His swings with his sword have immense force as he slammed it into the descending mass and the tentacles that lashed toward him.
The impact sent shockwaves through his arms, but he didn't stop.
"Come on, you damn thing!" he shouted as he swung again, his voice rough with strain.
Connor moved alongside him without hesitation, matching his rhythm almost instinctively.
His own attacks were just as direct and just as forceful, as he brought his weapon down against the creature with brute strength.
"Hit it harder!" Connor barked, gritting his teeth as another strike landed. "It's not going down that easy!"
Their blades crashed repeatedly against the writhing darkness, each hit pushing back against the overwhelming presence above them.
