Chain Of Despair

As the dark, writhing tendrils continued to constrict Asher, he realized with a growing sense of alarm that they were part of the Kraken's internal structure, emanating from the very walls of the passage. 

He grimaced as the tendrils secreted a corrosive substance that seared his flesh, filling the air with the acrid scent of burning skin. Time was running out, and he had to act fast.

His eyes darted to the remaining Bone Spikers, who were rearing up for another volley of spikes, eager to capitalize on his vulnerability. A mix of urgency and determination ignited within Asher as he formulated a quick plan. 

With a forceful gesture of his hand, he called his ring blades back to him, the weapons slicing through the air and decimating four of the Bone Spikers in a shower of chitin and gore.