>>5285311Illuminated by the power coursing through your body, you manage to get a glimpse of your foe–well, one of its mouths, at least. Opening wide enough to engulf an office building, a mass of barbed tongues snake out from the yawning abyss ahead to draw you in! Meeting them with your claws, you take a detour and instead aim for one of the beast’s pitch-black eyes big enough to land a jet on! If it sees what you’re doing, it doesn’t respond–not until you bring both claws back before going <span class="mu-r">SICKO MODE</span> on it!
You meet no resistance. Fueled by the magic, you rip and tear through the fleshy bulb of lens and vitreum like you were opening presents on Christmas! As chunks of flesh drift into the water behind you, the demon writhes in agony as it struggles to dislodge you! Relishing each cut, a shaky giggle escapes from behind your manic grin as you keep digging until you reach the back of the socket!
As you continue carving away, you gradually feel a burning sensation–one more familiar than the burning needles all over your body. Your attacks slow down as your breathing becomes more and more ragged, and with each strike your claws become smaller and slower!
It comes to a head when you feel your heart pounding against the inside of your chest and the burn of lactic acid in your muscles. As a fresh layer of sweat coats your viscera-covered body, you feel gravity, well, the gravity imparted by your <span class="mu-g">SEA CLOAK,</span> at least, pull you downwards once again! Seeing its chance, the <span class="mu-r">DEMON</span> shakes you free of its maimed eye and flees into the shadows with one last bone-shaking shriek!
Where it goes isn’t your problem–not now, at least. It’s <span class="mu-i">leaving</span>, and that’s what matters, right? Feeling an intense fatigue take hold of your entire body, you exchange a look with a <span class="mu-i">very</span> rattled and very puffed-out Lil’ Stanley clinging for dear life onto your chest before everything goes dark.
>CONTD. 