Stealth tentacles

I vanished to a world that was six feet below the one I’d just been in, and I opened a portal above me. I might as well learn from some of the enemies I’d fought. The plant things had hidden in the grass; I simply sent tentacles up through a portal and seeking out the grenades on the belts of some of the corpses. They hadn’t bothered to mow the grass, and they hadn’t went to the expense of paving the surface, so the grass there had to be at least three or four inches tall. The Fae probably covered the whole thing with glamour to hide how unmanaged it was, but now it concealed my actions.

The soldiers who hadn’t scattered started to move forward. I waited until they were in position and then I pulled the pins on the grenades. I felt pain as my tentacles were disintegrated, but the damage to the forces I was facing was considerable.

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