I am an Eldritch Entity

After Paulina got the response from both Valentina and Eryndor, she spoke.

"We'll have to use the Tectonic array plate to rearrange the maze a bit since Valentina won't be able to fight.

"The beasts would be able to get out of the maze from her spot, allowing them to arrive at our positions from behind.

"It will cause us to be surrounded. We can't let that happen."

Eryndor butted in.

"Funnel all those beasts from Valentina's tunnel straight towards mine from behind.

"Remove all the ally movement paths in my part of the maze, and use that space to widen the tunnels."

It was Drakarion who replied. He had been rather quiet since a while ago.

"But that will cause you to be surrounded.

"If we just merge Valentina's and your pathways while keeping the end tunnels narrow then you can fight much more effectively.

"Also, removing the movement paths is a dangerous decision. You won't have anything to escape through if a mistake occurs."

Eryndor continued taking deep breaths to alleviate the feeling of fatigue as he replied to Drakarion.

"Trust me, I know what I'm doing. Just take out those level two Ice Oxen away from my path by any method.

"Five of them are left, if y'all can't handle it just stall till I'm done."

Then I can pass on some of my recovered Energy of Consciousness to Valentina.

I've lost the 'ability' to transfer it but I can always just do a quick invocation ritual.

Eryndor thought, trying to keep his mind calm.

He had an inkling of a guess as to why he was influenced into sacrificing Valentina just a few minutes ago.

It might be when he deployed his Telekinesis on the Active realm Ice Ox.

After using it, he had been so tired that he might have inadvertently relaxed his mind.

It was only two seconds later that Valentina's skill activated, blasting the maze, so there was no way for him to recollect his thoughts and verify them either.

Eryndor stood up, having recovered some of his Energy of Consciousness.

His body felt a bit better now, not nearly as low on energy as before.

He didn't have any idea what connection the draining of Energy of Consciousness had with the physique getting weak, so he just shelved that thought.

This time I can't let those thoughts influence me.

He thought, while looking at the maze.

Yes, Eryndor planned to use his eldritch form once again, but this time without letting anyone in his way so there would be no thoughts whatsoever about sacrificing them at all.

One might be confused, since he didn't have much Energy of Consciousness right now, and his eldritch form felt immense difficulties while using cultivation abilities, so how was he going to deal with the beasts?

Pure physical force.

Before he could think further, he saw the maze move.

Paulina began restructuring it.

If one looked at the maze from the outside at this point, they would see the last section which was approximately twenty percent of the maze. to be moving strangely.

There were red threads which appeared from the ground, coiling around these massive walls as they began shifting it slightly.

The sound of the maze restructuring at night was a haunting mix of shifting stone and grinding earth. It was anything but low.

Deep, rumbling groans echoed through the tundra as walls slid into new positions, dragging across the frozen ground with a gravelly scrape.

There were sharp, sudden clicks and snaps like bones locking into place, followed by low, vibrating thuds as heavy sections settled.

The red threads twisted, vibrated and coiled into a circle on the walls several times throughout the process.

Eventually, two mins later, the process was finished.

While Paulina was focusing on the restructuring, the rest except Valentina had taken their positions in various spots to begin with the new round of traps which started at the sixty percent mark.

Only forty percent of the maze was left, so from the beasts' side, it meant they were sixty percent deep.

Their numbers were rapidly dwindling, but it wasn't anything joyous.

They originally had three hundred and fifty beasts, with five at Stable realm.

Even if one disregarded those five beasts, just dividing three hundred fifty among five people meant seventy beasts for one person.

This was extremely difficult even if they had the advantage of narrow tunnels.

There wouldn't even be enough energy to last that long, not to mention people who were at a lower stage like Drakarion and Paulina, theirs would run out much faster, forcing them to rely on their physical capability.

Drakarion would still be fine since he was a Martial Artist, but what about Paulina? She was a Mage.

As their numbers kept falling, everyone's stress counter began increasing.

Because that meant those beasts were moving past that many traps, closing the distance between them more and more.

Eryndor narrowed his eyes, switching to his eldritch form, as he immediately felt the difference.

No matter how many times he embodied this form, he simply couldn't get used to it.

The feeling of increased existence.

The emotions being suppressed to the absolute bottom.

Invoking fear from any creature which set sight upon him.

It was a good thing this form didn't need any kind of energy to be sustained. It was simply up to his psyche, depending on how long he could resist.

He had already recovered enough Energy of Consciousness to spread it just over the last forty percent area of the maze, so he did that, and began counting the number of beasts as they kept falling.

The distribution of traps wasn't equal, some sections had more, some sections had less.

While choke points were also randomly placed, all so that even if the beasts had a semblance of rationality, they wouldn't be able to deduce the pattern.

Three hundred thirty beasts left. Sixty five percent deep.

Three hundred fifteen. Seventy percent deep.

Two hundred eighty. Seventy three percent deep.

Two hundred sixty. Eighty percent deep.

The tunnels would begin narrowing down at the last five percent, and that is where the team would begin fighting.

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One hundred eighty beasts left. Three level two Ice Oxen alive.

Crossed ninety five percent of the maze.

They had reached.