Back with Ren…
The spear cut through the air like a silver lightning bolt, its trajectory perfect.
The weapon impacted exactly where Ren had aimed, cleanly piercing the pulsating core of the abomination. The tip sank deep into the glowing mass with barely any resistance.
An ear-splitting shriek reverberated throughout the chamber, so high-pitched that Ren felt as if his head might explode. The creature writhed violently while the spear remained firmly embedded in its center.
Ren landed in the abandoned backpacks. Without losing a second, his hands found the bow and quiver of arrows he had left behind. His fingers closed around the weapon while he was already nocking an arrow in case a follow-up shot was needed.
But it was merely an excessive precaution.
"Should be enough," he murmured, his mushrooms pulsing as he assessed the damage caused. "The spear went directly through the core. Any moment now it should..."
