Setsun howls in fear as he's grabbed by one of the tentacles. If he doesn't counter quickly, it'll be too late. He leans down, focusing all his energy into one mighty punch at the foul thing wrapped around his ankle. If he could get away now, he might be able to recoup. Might stand a chance.<br/><br/>((5, 3, 8, 3, 10, 6, 7, 1,) Attack roll.))