Sanz barely registered Sage shouting behind him. Was he nuts? It was quite possible, honestly the man didn't really have time or any inclination to think about that right now as he remained in constant motion. This "King Slime" was constantly mowing its way towards him, meaning he had to keep stepping backwards to avoid trampling, and all the while was continuing to lash out at him with pseudo pods. Each one that impacted the ground left a sizable mark, and he could feel the *thud* of every slam in his chest.
"So if we kill the core, got it!"
Now how the fuck were they going to do that?
They had access to a staff, his fists, and a sickle as far as weapons went. And Rhea was a self-professed non-combatant. Which left them with very limited range. Assuming this thing's core was in the center, they needed to get far deeper into it than those would allow.
Wait, the other slimes.
Sanz had his train of thought momentarily interrupted when he stepped in something. Three of the normal slimes had leaped onto his right calf and foot, holding him there for a moment. And a moment was all the King needed. The next pseudopod slammed into Sanz's side, and even though he could see the attack coming and block it, the impact rocked through his entire body. The arm he had used screamed at him in response. Rhea hadn't been overstating how its acid was more potent.
"Goddamn things! Get off--"
And then the thing lumbered forward, throwing multiple extensions of itself around Sanz.
"Shit!"
It was the only thing that could leave the man's mouth before he was engulfed. Sanz found himself tumbled around in what felt like a pool of molasses, with wilted plant-matter brushing against him. He couldn't dare open his eyes, as his entire body now screamed with the same pain that had been isolated on his arm earlier. He struggled to try and displace himself, but the consistency was too thick, and any time he tried to move even a single limb, the rest of his body would just push in the opposite direction. There was no control, and he could feel panic rising inside him as he struggled to find a way out.
From the outside, a vague figure of Sanz could be seen, struggling amidst plant matter that had gathered in the center of the creature. The King slime had stalled for now, seemingly poking around the immediate area now that its aggressor had been dealt with.