He had assumed standard aggro tactics would work. But the Spectral Kraken was a hard counter to a physical tank.
"Change of plans," Alvian ordered. "Valeria, fall back! Guard Elara! Seraphina, keep Ursula busy. Don't engage, just harass. I'll take the ghost."
"You?" Seraphina asked, dodging a glob of acid. "You can't tank soul damage either!"
"I don't intend to tank it," Alvian said. "I intend to eat it."
He equipped [Voidpiercer] in his right hand and the [Sanctified Soul Vessel]—the box he had used to kill Harvey—in his left.
"Hey! Calamari!" Alvian shouted at the ghost.
The Spectral Kraken turned its hollow eyes toward him. It sensed the [Sanctified Soul Vessel]. To a creature of the void, that holy light was anathema. It shrieked and charged.
Alvian waited. The massive ghost tentacle swept toward him.
"[Void Step]."
He teleported inside the ghost's body.
The cold was absolute. It was like swimming in liquid death. His HP began to tick down rapidly.
