"Monster!"
Marx's eyes were wide with fury, his gaze locked on the master of the tentacles—a Grey-Skin with half his body naked, covered in runes.
The enemy saw Marx and calmly pulled up his pants. He licked his lips cruelly, saying."Your women are fun to play with."
Marx said nothing, just stared coldly at the enemy. "Die!"
As he spoke, Marx's familiar space opened behind him. Dozens of insects flew into the room, rushing toward the Grey-Skin with giant sea turtles.
The Grey-Skin raised an eyebrow. He immediately dropped Eleanor and jumped back.
Behind Marx, a second group of insects came out of the familiar space, wearing armor. In the middle of them, a huge slug was carefully protected, slowly crawling toward Eleanor and wrapping her up.
Warm familiar energy came out from the slug, quickly healing Eleanor's wounds.
"Captain, sorry..." Eleanor opened her eyes, a look of pain on her face.
