Back to the battle inside the temple.
The creature tore through their formation with a vicious grace, its movements was so quick and deliberate, like it remembered how to kill.
Jan's arrows kept flying.
Thwip, thwip, thwip!
Each shot aimed for a gap, a joint, or a soft patch behind the jaw. But the thing's black hide was toughening, turning bone and ichor into armor. Even a perfect shot only staggered it a bit.
Kaela slipped in again with her knives, dragging the edge of one knife across the back of its arm, leaving a ribbon of black blood.
She then ducked away before it could react, but this time, the creature anticipated. Its elbow whipped around so quick and caught her in the ribs while she was in her mid-roll.
She gasped and tumbled across the stone floor, coughing hard, but she rose again and touching her aching side.
"It's getting faster," she called. "I think its learning our moves."
