"Die," the vessel growled, its voice rough and jagged like broken glass.
Without warning, the arm Sam had cut off moments ago regenerated with a grotesque squelch.
In the same motion, the creature summoned its blackened bat back into that newly formed hand, as if nothing had ever happened.
Then it raised the weapon high and swung.
Fwish! SLAM!
Sam's [Eternal Barrier] flared to life as the blow connected. Then another. And another.
Each strike shook his entire body. The force behind them was relentless.
The corrupted weapon crashed down again and again, and though the barrier held, Sam could feel the weight of each hit stacking.
"Can that barrier of yours last forever?" the vessel taunted, its monstrous mouth twisting into a grin. "We shall see…"
BAM! BAM! BAM!
The sound of impact echoed through the ruined plaza. The vessel wasn't stopping. It had no need to.
But something else was rising too. Sam's will.
