~WHOOSH!~
The mist churned like a living shroud as the Ashen Waters heaved around the narrow ridge. Albedo's whispered words hung in the air for only a second before the roar of the river drowned out all the sounds.
~BANG~BANG~BANG!~
He continued to unleash shot after shot from Havoc & Ruin, the twin graviton slugs ripping into the oncoming tendril and crushing the watery limb into a collapsing vortex that screamed like a tortured soul before detonating in a plume of acidic spray.
The shockwave tore jagged fissures across the ridge, forcing everyone to steady themselves or risk slipping into the writhing abyss below.
But the river wasn't finished.
The moment the shattered tendril dissolved into mist, another surge rose behind it, followed by dozens more. The column of black water convulsed like a wounded leviathan, birthing new monstrosities with every beat of the unseen, abyssal heart below.
