Namyanna's strike smashed down from behind. The force punched through the protective energy layer on the monster's surface first, then truly hit flesh.
A heavy, dull thud burst from its chest. Its entire body lurched forward from the impact.
And then a shriek—high and vicious—ripped across the sky.
The monster spasmed violently. A gaping hole had been blown straight through its chest, front to back. Turbulent energy still churned along the torn edges. Shredded meat and broken scales kept raining down from above, and even the tentacles whipping behind it went wild, thrown into complete disorder by the blow.
It couldn't hold itself up anymore.
That huge body dropped, falling toward the sea with its pain-filled roar still echoing, power slipping out of control as it crashed down.
Up above, Namyanna hovered in place.
She didn't fall back to the water. She stood between rolling air currents and mist, her trident slightly raised, her power spreading outward in layer after layer.
