Tentacles strike back at the Bravos

It waited for the women's guard to drop. When Liv turned her head to the side it struck. A black, fleshly tentacle lashed out from the darkest corner of the cave and knocked her rifle out of her hands. Her hands clasped at the air, feeling nothing she jumped back. On the ground she saw the tentacle, it was wrapped around her priceless weapon and dragging it back to the void. Fuu made for it, a step for forward and struck down at it. It whipped back to avoid her naginata. Fuu took another step and as she did saw black blurs in the corners of her vision. To her left another tentacle descdended, weaving between her arms and weapon. It slithered around her back and tightened. The **** was unexpectedly strong and had the element of surprise. It held Fuu's arms behind her back, ripping her weapon from her grip. The tentacles bound behind her pushed her, forcing her to bend her waist. Fuu pulled her arms apart, but the restraints did not move. She faced the ground. She was disarmed and restrained, she didn't evenhave the time to acknowledge the eficacy of her takedown. She looked for her weapon. The gleam caught her eye as it was taken along with Liv's rifle. She was compromised, and looked to her right at Liv.

Once Fuu had been disarmed another tentacle had shot out at Liv. She saw it, it hardly looked like it had attempted to surprise her. As it struck at her Liv hit it with her fists, yet it moved on completely unharmed and wrapped around her torso. She lifted on arm as it did- the tentacle wrapped solidly around her, trapping one arm. With her free arm she tried to pry it away, but she couldn't get a hold of the flesh. It felt slippery, far wetter than the cave rocks, but still held her in an absolute grasp. She pushed with her restrained arm until it cramped. She felt invigorated, her arms were tired now and fell, but the tentacle stayed wrapped around her. She had feared it would squeeze her until she couldn't breathe, but it gave her fair room to breath, reserving it's tightness for her sides. Finally her legs shook and she collapsed, but instead of falling, the tentacle wrapping her supported her, then lifted her slwoly until her toes no longer made contact with the ground. She couldn't hold her own weight after she'd fought against her restraint and while her body relaxed her instincts blared at her that she was off the ground and had no control over herself.

Becky and Emmaline were stood behind Fuu and Liv when the tentacles assaulted them, seeing their allies being attacked they rushed in without a thought for their own safety. Emmaline readied flame whips in her hands and leaped in, ready to cleave the two tentacles in one swift movement, when her wrists were pulled upward. She looked up- two tentacles had come form behind her. She smirked at how clumsy they were. Twisting her wrists she grabbed the tentacles and felt the flesh sizzle under her fire. Another tentacle assisted in restraining her, she expected they would need to as she was so talented, she playfully thought to herself. The third tentacle gripped her leg, she wrapped her feet around it and slid her soles down it's length until she was free. The tentacles around her hands had contorted again. This really is too easy she Emmaline thought as she delivered a high kick, it flinched. While she was gloating she felt a snap. The tentacle holding her right arm had caught her right ankle, holding her leg above her head. The tentacle at her legs had slipped her mind and caught her by the foot, holding her other leg straight down. Emmaline closed her eyes and thought about her next contortion, she knew that she was more flexible than this boneless freak. Her left hand grasped the tentacle holding her, she felt the girth seven inches of pure muscle, she was off her feet and all her limbs were restrained. Her throat went dry. "Fuck." Becky saw the three tentacles coordinate an attack on Emmaline, the way they had twisted and tightened like a boa. Her daggers were at the ready- she saw her team being attacked from all sides and looked behind her. She was not to make the same mistake and focused on self preservation. As she suspected, two tentacles weremoving in on her, she made for them but they twisted around her strikes. Becky made sure to remember how they moved around instead of retreating. They both recognised eachothers threat, and held still, neither side ready to make a move. Theres's going to be more, she thought. It had happened to Emmaline. Hesitation would only end badly. She made a lunge, it was rushed but she had panicked, and was caught. the two tentacles caught her by the elbows, and wrapped around her arms and forearms to keep them tight. They were both still after that. They had her arms, but they didn't have her daggers, and they were only made of flesh. Becky held on to them tightly. She looked behind her, scanning the room she found the Bravos had stopped resisting, the sound of tussling settled as all but her gave in to the captors tendrils. She saw movement on the ground, two more tentacles were moving toward her. She fought the urge ot kick them or jump up, she wasn't going to make such a mistake. Instead she held firm as the two tentacles coiled around her legs. They wrapped loosely and made their way up her calves and stopped high up on her thighs. They moved slowly like they were sneaking past a predator. Becky felt the heat they emitted, and the moisture seep through her clothes leaving her legs damp. Then the tentacles slowly began to pry her knees apart, she recalled seeing Fuu and Liv slumped over. She clenched her jaw and fought the urge to violently kick about. The tentacles around her arms held still, not daring to move near her blades, and the tentacles at her legs stretched them apart until her groin hurt. Then she felt a slight life. Without the friction with the ground she knew she'd be a fish in a barrel. She pushed down, letting her weight stop her assailant. It worked once they left her with the balls of her feet barely touching the ground. They weren't going to move her anymore, she sighed in releif. Then she slipped, and nearly fell screaming but was stopped by her bindings. Becky realised that with her legs held apart and barely touching the ground she had no balance, she tethered on a feeling of falling as she relied on the tentacles for support. She was the last Bravo with a weapon and she was held in a stalemate. She thought about how she had got her team side tracked and got them caught. Her eyes began to well up and her face went red, she wanted to cry in shame.