Precise Strike

Knowing that carelessness could turn a simple mission into a disaster, Helena activated her Mana Sight. She’d be able to spot the core in an instant, and target it directly.

Except…

The mass of slime didn’t have a core…

Instinct made wind blow around Helena’s feet, and she leapt backwards, the shift in perspective allowing her to see a much smaller slime on the ceiling above where she’d been standing. And it had a mana core.

Focusing her Mana Sight, Helena realized there was a strand of slime as thin as a hair linking the large mass she’d noticed and the small mass that held the core. This allowed the slime to still control the eye-catching mass while keeping its core in a safer location. Once she understood the mechanism, Helena thrust her rapier straight towards the core, a spear of wind blasting upwards and drilling a hole through the core.

Destabilized by the damage, the remaining bit of the core collapsed, and the leftover slime fell uselessly to the ground, draining back into the stinking sewer water.

Helena did not feel relieved at the victory, a faint scowl on her face as she made her way to the exit.