Andrey's voice was strained as the tentacles tightened around him, but he forced the words out clearly.
"Morgana, this is critical. Can you help us?"
Morgana's red eyes gleamed with loyalty and devotion as she met his gaze. Her voice was smooth and steady, carrying no hesitation.
"Master, you only need to command me. I will do whatever you ask."
Andrey's mind raced as he assessed the situation. The Ebon Star was still focused on him, its tentacles coiled around his limbs. Hope was carving a path toward the core, but her movements were slowing. Sein was trading blows with the dark tendrils, her flames flickering.
"Morgana, I need you to create a distraction. Draw its attention away from me. Keep it busy long enough for me to break free and strike its core."
Morgana's smile widened, a seductive confidence radiating from her. "A distraction? I can do more than that, Master. I can make it regret ever focusing on you."
