[It takes a messy swipe, claws forming and flashing only at the curve of the swing and then dissolving with a slight hiss. It ultimately misses, however, and the creature is infought and quickly liquefied like its brethren. Again, leaving nothing living behind.]

[The tendrils hang in midair for a moment after its wrestling partner is dissolved. They're close enough to easily lash out at Rex, but they don't. In fact when they DO move again, they do something one would never expect a tentacle monster to do... meticulously curl one tendril around the other, wringing the ichor off and giving a very human-seeming downward flap at the end. God that was nasty.]

[The shikigami, meanwhile, has quite a meandering path ahead of it. Airduct, to shaft, to airduct, around the top of a room, down a service shaft, into a steam tunnel... All the way down to sub-basement storage A. There in the dark, connected to several dozen tendrils snaking into service shafts and steam pipes, hangs suspended a faceless bulbous mass of pink, white and red flesh. It doesn't seem to be able to move, but the way it has snaked its way into the service shafts it can control the entire facility if it wanted.]