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The creature was relentless in its hold, jagged teeth tearing through leather and chain mail. It shook its head aggressively like a wild dog, pinning a clawed hand on the Witcher’s chest.
It was only with the flash of Axii did the creature rear back, a touch of fear in its --
“SEEETTH….”
It repeats, its words slurring as elongated, bony talons slammed against the earth. A singular, pale eye gazing upon the half beast with an almost predatory glare.
It’s head twisting, twitching as its jaws unhinge to reveal jagged teeth spearing out of its --
mouth. A wretched, inhuman scream rising from its stretched throat, a tormented wail that etched itself into the pit boss’s very bones, in his blood. That this thing that stood before him was of something ancient and foul.
He hasn’t a second to register the thought.
The --
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What crawled out of the darkness to greet Sett, wasn’t the familiar, steel visage of a friend. But the mangled toothed maw of a predator.
It shambled into the faint half-light, the faint grating of Rowan’s chain mail followed its heavy steps as it gazed upon the half-beast --
You cannot slay it.
This unholy thing created for war.
Made to never give, never fall.
Never die.
Blessed with blood of the Archon.
Tasked with purpose;
To slay.
To butcher.
To defile.
To act as his fist, his rage unending.
To march onwards forevermore.
Until oblivion.
The ronin moved with a speed and grace unparalleled. Steel flashed as he rushed forward and, with a well timed slash, Yasuo severed the bottom jaw of the creature.
Another inhuman, pained scream erupted from its elongated neck as it tried to swat him away and shrank away. --
Blood spilling from where the lower half of its mouth once was as its cut tongue flopped usually.
Though as quickly as it was cut off, a new, bottom jaw would swiftly begin to form. Muscle tissue and bone stitched itself together as sharpened teeth began to form, uglier, --
The creature lunged forward, screeching. Unaware of the Witcher’s plot. Its scream silenced as the bomb was shoved down its mangled, tooth, covered maw.
It tried to swipe at Geralt but was blasted back by the Aard and, before it could retaliate, the bomb exploded. Silver --
thing that had turned Rowan was not magical in nature.
And, from the dust and dusk, the horrifying, twin mawwed face of the creature came screeching towards Geralt and latched onto his arm. Dozens of teeth piercing through leather and into flesh. It slammed him down with an --