"Persistent little bastard," Ezra growls.
He glances at the unstable terrain, an idea forming instantly.
Ezra targets the larger crystal formations, striking them with energy-infused blows.
Intact crystals to heal and maneuver most efficiently, so Ezra had to whittle down its advantages as much as possible.
Each hit shatters the structures into smaller fragments, further destabilizing the chamber.
The ground beneath his feet trembles violently, but he presses on, ignoring the ever-present risk of being buried alive.
The snake reappears, its heads darting out from two different directions.
It attacks with renewed aggression, one head snapping at his legs while the other aimed for his torso.
Ezra spun his scythe in a tight arc, deflecting the first attack and narrowly evading the second.
He counters with a quick thrust, striking one of the heads squarely in its glowing eye.
The creature recoils, its screeching vibrations causing nearby crystals to crack and crumble.
