When those tendrils drew too close I targeted each and every single one, disrupting them and immediately causing Ayla to hiss in agony as she furrowed her brow, the connection between them and her getting severed violently.
The smile on Jillian's face fell once more, but only for a second before she grinned again when both Lilith and Lady Fenyras leapt away from us, outmaneuvering a pink tendril that I had somehow missed.
"You're so perceptive sometimes, doggy~! But not perceptive enough... Did you even bother learning the power that was given to you, or did you expect it to be handed to you on a silver platter like everything else in your life~?"
As she spoke a third tendril shot out towards Mom, forcing her away as well and whittling away the numerical advantage we had; each of them were now dancing around dozens of pink tendrils that would do who knows what to them, making Jillian all the more smug.
