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... into dozens of smaller tendrils that whipped toward me like a hydra made of wood. I activated Protection from Arrows. The world slowed fractionally as my Tori Sense kicked in, showing me the trajectory of each attack.
I weaved through the first wave. Ducked under the second. But the third caught me across the chest, slamming me into the tree trunk with enough force to crack stone.
My vision whited out. My ribs, already damaged from the Necropolis, gave a concerning crunch.
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