*Vaseraga stops trying to cut the tendrils after the one he was focusing on regrows several times, and so he turns his attention to the centipede coming towards the group. He laughs at it again, again, completely unfazed about his torso almost looking like swiss cheese, and steps inbetween the centipede and the group, leveling his scythe in its direction, sending out a massive ripple blast along the ground, which is used to displace things rather than kill them.*