Repeated impacts did nothing to interrupt the pace of his speech.
Inside the cave,
Rashid, radiating golden light, allowed the greasy tentacles to coil around him and repeatedly slammed him against the walls like a rat, all while he cursed with full vigor.
He had never seen such a monster before.
There seemed to be some kind of magical substance on the tentacles—no matter how hard he struggled, the power he emitted was absorbed by the tentacles, which left him completely powerless after being captured.
Of course, he was protected by a life magnetism field.
Such impacts couldn't hurt him.
But the source of the life magnetism field stemmed from the combination of consciousness and the biological field.
Simply put, it was sustained by spirit.
No problem in the short term.
But over time, Rashid suspected he would be worn to death by this seemingly tireless monster.
