The might of Dark Tendrils

 He instinctively jumped backwards, in a bid to escape the claws.

But just when he thought he had dodged them—

The creature's thorned limb suddenly extended!

Liam's eyes widened.

"Shit!"

He jerked sideways, narrowly avoiding the beast's claws as they whipped past him, missing by mere inches. 

 The claws struck the ground, leaving behind deep gashes in the stone floor. 

 Liam felt sweat roll down his back at the sight of those razor sharp tip, gleaming with a faint, eerie light. 

 'That… was close.' He thought, letting out a low sigh.

These creatures were strong and worst of all, their attacks were quite unpredictable.

The realization settled in as he quickly regained his stance. 

 Before he could even launch an attack of his own, another golem was already upon him.

It moved faster than he expected—almost as if it had been waiting for him to dodge.