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"Huh?"
An Jing felt a jolt of surprise as he pried the inkjade skull away from the vine creature. Dark tendrils writhed from the skull's eye sockets, twitching and pulsating like fleshy masses. They looked as if they were about to sprout into some snail or hermit crab and scuttle off into the dark. Seeing this, An Jing pinned the skull down with his sword, only for its "limbs" to lurch into a frantic, octopus-like struggle.
"Strange," he noted curiously. "It's incredibly tough. My lethal-qi sword won't go through."
"This is its true form," Yvelbane said thoughtfully. "I see now. These plants weren't eroded by fiend qi, which explains why I couldn't sense any trace of it on them. This skull...
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