[Ginia holds her position as Berserker dives in. The water reches up to his shoulders, but it doesn't seem to stop him at all. Swirls of neon dart through the water toward him. The snakes try to wrap around his limbs and drag him down, futilely trying to bite through his armor before he claws through them. They are weak, but they are numerous and even the lightest graze against exposed skin or prolonged contact through clothes will leave stripes of blight on him.]
[The rumbling hiss rolls through the air, water churning as an ayakashi thrashes toward him. It rears out of the water, at least two stories tall, colors shifting and rolling like spilled oil as bloodshot eyes twitch in every direction along its body. It strikes at a him with its open gaping mouth, far too many rows of teeth for a snake to have.]
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[The rumbling hiss rolls through the air, water churning as an ayakashi thrashes toward him. It rears out of the water, at least two stories tall, colors shifting and rolling like spilled oil as bloodshot eyes twitch in every direction along its body. It strikes at a him with its open gaping mouth, far too many rows of teeth for a snake to have.]