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You stare down the crazed behemoth, a single bead of sweat running down from your forehead. Your grip tightens around the cold metal handle of your mageblade, and the world seems to slow down as adrenaline surges through your body. Your eyes, faster than the rest of your body, flicker over to Gigas to watch as his enhanced speed allows him to rush forward before your muscles even engage, the giant of a man grabbing two of the creature's massive fangs and stopping it in its tracks.
You finally begin to move, your blade sharpening and lengthening as your focus becomes crystal clear. You step forward and aside, and with the mere flick of your wrist the beast's remaining tentacles are severed, completely halting its efforts to fight back against Gigas - but you know you can do more. You flip the mageblade around to a reverse grip and slam it into the bulbous hide protecting the bulk of the beast, the weapon of pure mana easily bypassing the resistances against physical weaponry it seems to have, and in your mind's eye you see the blade expanding and branching out.
While this happens, your ears register one final bang as Val's final pistol fires its shot, the crude bullet zipping through the air and entering the beast. Thanks to your quickly growing mageblade network, you can FEEL where it is within the beast, and faster than a man could blink you've created a cage around the beast's heart. Val's bullet richochets two, three, four times off of the solid surface you provide, each time shredding the vulnerable heart more and more. It's probably overkill, but you never know for sure when it comes to monsters - especially ones you don't recognize. Once the bullet goes still, stuck within flesh after being stripped of its momentum, you shut off your mageblade and step back.
The monster's entire form begins to rapidly dissolve into those sickly purple droplets that were once its essence. Now it's nothing more than a mistake, heading up to the Core to be corrected. The entirety of it is gone within no more than ten seconds, leaving behind an oddly shaped smooth object of the same color as the essence that just departed. You raise an eyebrow curiously at seeing something actually being left behind, and walk over to pick it up. It's lighter than you expect, practically as much as a feather despite looking like a solid chunk of stone or crystal.
"Looks like it left SOMETHING behind as loot for us. No idea what, though." You rub your chin as you examine it. You hope it's not dangerous.
"It's the remnants of the monster's Chakras." Val speaks up as he walks over to you and Gigas, untying the rope from his waist. "They're valuable to the people that research them, especially ones as large and intact as this."
