Block?!

You quickly take your sword out, starting to regret your lack of a shield, and hold it in front of you, hoping it will in some way reduce the damage you're about to take. Your hopes are dashed as the Creature slams it's arm down into you, pushing your arms in closer to your chest and putting an immense weight on you. You gasp, for a moment finding it hard to draw a breath before the creature manages to get a hold of you, lifting you into the air and taking the pressure off your chest.

You HAVE to sit still for a moment, hanging in the creatures hand, if you could call it that, catching your breath and recovering. Strangely, the best hasn't done anything else besides hold you there, it's strange, vine like fingers bending around and feeling you up.

Deciding you don't like the feeling of tentacles gripping your body, you kick wildly, working your upper body as well to try and twist your sword around. It takes some effort, but you manage to get an arm loose, holding your sword aloft and flailing it about, starting to panic slightly as the vines holding you shift lower, and you swear you can feel one prodding at your rear curiously..