"Come!" Aza shouted, his hand clenching. Behind him, the tentacles rampaged, ready to strike on his command. "Rio Salem!"
Rio gave the man an expressionless stare. His eyes, callous and uncaring. He nudged his hands together, raising both to his front. From his hands, long dark red spikes protruded. The tip shining amidst the dark surroundings.
Rio straightened his back, assuming a stance. He brought both of his hand together, prepared to attack.
In that moment, he dashed in to Aza.
Swoosh—!
Aza immediately reacted. He manipulated the tentacles on his back, slamming it into the air in front of him.
Boom—!
Rio appeared like a blur, his hands raised as he swung both of the spikes to Aza—the spikes swiftly moved in an arc, cutting the tentacles to half.
Woosh—!