A trio of attacks came close to hitting him as they boxed him in, yet an air wall gave him the ability to escape as he jumped onto it, leaping off it and onto one tentacle. His halberd was out, and he ran, digging the axe head into the flesh and opening up a long furrow of damage, like a farmer tilling the soil. Only a few seconds of running on the flesh took place before the boss jerked it underwater, but he cut a wound over fifty feet long in that time. Two black eyes glared at him. Max was almost certain it was wishing some sort of magic would fire from its eyes.
