"SKREEEE!" The Hydra screeched in fury and pain as its second head fell. Seven left—but there was a difference.
Before, it had infinite lives. Now, however, these were its last.
Realizing they'd lost the fight, and even if they used that ultra-charged attack, they would be hurt themselves as well with no one to heal them or shield them any longer, the Hydra's various heads unanimously decided it was better to simply escape.
Turning tail, the creature attempted to burrow back into the swamp waters, but the two hunters weren't going to simply let their prey walk away that easily after what it did to them.
"Trying to run? Not today!" Ragnar roared, and chased after the creature. His HP was running dangerously low from his Pyromaniac's constant draining effect, but he didn't care.
And as for Cyanide…
"Hit it with fire!" He yelled, to which Ragnar frowned.
"Huh? The fuck?"
"Just do as I say!"
"Tch… fine!"