!em3oEn8LAg 06/02/10(Wed)00:52 No.10215589|
You and Ramiel both take to the air. However, he is unable to gain enough altitude before the smashing weight of a clawed arm brings him painfully to earth.
A shower of bloodspears sends the beast back, giving Ramiel room to rise and take off 3 of its 4 limbs, leaving the rest to bleed out.
18 is taking a more decided form now, 4 pairs of giant human arms forming the scuttling limbs of his rear section, while a vaguely-humanoid front rises 3, 4 stories tall, a faceless head craning back and forth, with only a tooth-filled mouth stretching from top to bottom. A sea of glittering eyes adorns the beast's chest, while a forest of whips, tails, and stingers emerges from its rear.
A well-aimed fusillade of boiling lances strikes the beast in its eyes, causing it to skitter backwards thunderously.
You swoop around, attempting to strafe, but are caught up in the ropy flailing of the menagerie of tails, dodging, but making no offensive headway.
Seeing an opening, you fly in, sticking onto 18's back with the aid of a few well-dug hooks. Digging your heels in you pull back, tearing into the flesh. Just as you wanted, 18 rears back, arms scrabbling to reach you while new arms and limbs form. You kick or slap them away and yank back even harder, forcing a helling moan from the vertical, slavering jaws.
Barreling out of the darkness, Ramiel drops to one knee before fluidly taking off, tracing a diagonal line up the front of the beast, The Shard dug in to the hilt. He pulls it through out the right shoulder with a flourish and a satisfying arterial spray, and the rearing beast sags open, knocking you loose and forcing you to roll to safety as it churns the earth in its death throes.