Another head had shifted and taken over. And from the evil looks on its face, it didn't come to play.
A piercing wave ripped through the air, a sound so unbearable it felt like their skulls would shatter. Ren and Von dropped to their knees, clutching their ears as blood trickled from their noses. But it was Luna who suffered most. Her sharp wolf hearing amplified the torment, and she crumpled to the ground, whimpering in agony.
"Luna! Dammit he is hurting her!" Ren shouted, his voice barely audible over the shrill noise, fighting his own pain but concerned for his familiar.
The reaper's tendrils surged toward them again, writhing and snapping with deadly precision. Von was the first to recover, his eyes blazing with pain and resilience. "Move!" he barked, diving to the side as a tendril slammed into the ground where he'd just stood.