Hugo's robes carried a murky crimson glow that lingered around his waist. As he pointed, feathers appeared from seemingly nothingness as they embedded deep into various cultist demons.
'They have hidden well, it seems.' His footsteps deftly avoided a falling corpse as the glow beset them. The demonic cadaver faded into nothingness as he sternly marched on, the cold gleaming of his eyes releasing a circular glare of rouge.
Not long after, a demon entered the hallway. A face with 50% likeness to Hugo's appeared, only being much younger than the old man. A smirk lined his face he lifted a light green strip, and there was a minimal amount of dark green on the sides.
"Wow. If it ain't pops…how about that?"
"You are foolish to consider me your father." Gusts of energy emerged from Hugo as a dark red octahedron appeared in his hand, red cloth translucently wrapping around it.
"Ha? You know a lot of us feasted on those angel corpses…you might as well be my superior. But you can't be, because I'm a demon! Boohoo…"
Light green mist condensed into a sword as he shot forwards, face contorted in a miserable expression. The tip glinted with green flames as red tears plopped on the ground, the demon carried forth by a domineering strength.
Hugo shook his head, the focus floating above his hand as red beams filled the hall. Crimson vibrance lit the entire room as a beautiful kaleidoscope of reds both darker and lighter formed along the walls, tendrils of red at his fingertips.
A smooth flex of his palm brought five large tendrils to the demon, forming a distorted hand that cut at his knees. Unable to dodge, the demon weathered the hit and leaned against the wall as he attempted to regroup.
"Hm. So eating my brethren really did raise your resistance. To think you survived that…"
Mist flew to the forefront of Hugo's face as the demon reappeared within, slashes dancing like a snake as he brandished his sword in glee.
"Doors of Ropnthrm." His other palm was outstretched as the tops of four doors peaked out from the red tinted walls, all closing in on each other as they heeded Hugo's command. An oddly shaped panel stopped the flowing light green streaks of sword light, before forming four miniature doors that surrounded Hugo's shoulders after the energy faded away.
"Hm. So it'll have to be another approach…Falsehood Mimicry Injection."
The walls beneath the red beams of light shook as the material formed tens of shapes that looked exactly like the retreating demon. Standing at the opposite end of the corridor, he attempted to dash to the right and escape, but was blocked by a red wall that shimmered into existence.
"Those angels corpses failed to make you stronger. I will have to work on education when I return to Red Court Heaven."
A smile stretched to his ears as he advanced, one hand held beneath his back as the doorways opened. Chains with blades that resembled angelic feathered wings at the end surged out of the falling red mist within the door, wrapping around the wall mimicries before pulling. Shards of shrapnel clattered against the red expanse, crushed underneath the Red Angel's foot.
"You, arrogant…! YOU! BASTARD!" A blade pointed to the sky as the likeness of an ogre-like shadow materialized behind him, the demon's lips flapping as more mimicries formed out of the walls and ran towards Hugo.
"Brutal Ogre's Dogma? Interesting, but you are much too shallow." The fingers beneath the octahedron danced as the palm vibrated in place, tendrils both large and small coming out of the kaleidoscopes as they effortlessly smashed the mimicries into rubble.
The cultist of the morgue handed his sword over and he used his left arm—his "horn", to pierce his chest. Pulling out his heart, he ate it with a savage look on his countenance.
Bright green light pushed back at the reddened domain, it's confines teeming with black specks that attempted to form words and markings similar to The Tarnished Text's scrawl. Two light green horns broke out from both sides of his forehead, the curly, her vertical alignment piercing towards the skies. Grey flesh beneath his neck squirmed, and vibrant claws grew from his fingernails as saliva streamed out of a gaping maw lined with serrated teeth.
Bodies adjacent, they both shot out towards Hugo with the force of a freight truck. The palm holding the focus replaced the position of the empty hand resting against his back, his body crouched down as his vibe started to shift. The lines of the kaleidoscope followed a steely kick!
Palms pushed back against empty air as the ogre shadow ducked low, cleaving at Hugo's waist. On top of that, the feral demon came from above, claws bearing down as they were wreathed with the Gantrian demonic qi.
His form rippled like water as his old body effortlessly twisted and contorted, stepping back to avoid the slash and redirected to the airborne demon as a kick forced the demon back in turn. Pivoting with his right foot as the load bearing weight, his left hand palmed the ogre's face as it was forced low to the ground.
A low sweep bashed against the shadow's face as it hurtled a meter backwards. The falling demon was batted against the red flowing beams that lined the corridor, before quickly being pressed to the spiritual surface from tendrils controlled by dancing fingers behind his back.
Five fingers pierced the sky as dashing strides carried him to the rising shadow. Plumes of darkness spread outwards as his red cloaked hand dug into the monstrous "face" of the ogre, and a red enveloped roundhouse kick was effortlessly performed a second later.
Sparks surrounded the blade of the sword as it clattered against the formless ground, letting the shadow quickly regain footing. Flanking Hugo, the slobbering cultist roared as it slipped from underneath the tendril press and shot towards him.
The back of his palm deflected glancing blows that sought to slice him in twine, and a series back kicks smashed into globules of spit leaking from a gaping mouth. A quick turn ensured that both of his attackers gained an equal amount of impacts, the intense dance carrying the force of an elephant and the swiftness of a gazelle.
From the perspective of both creatures, shadowed hands and darkened boots filled their line of sight without fail. All they saw and felt were the continuous pummeling as their forms began to be ripped into shreds by the tides of tendrils directed by the hand below the focus, and the doors formed a square shaped array as an ornate sigil formed with Hugo at the center.
"Red Angel's Haphir. Purify these insurgents." A praying figure was formed from runes and kaleidoscope lines as it appeared atop the square, legs kneeled down and head bowed low. The joined palms were brought beneath the chin as the figure smiled, tears running down its cheeks as the square ruthlessly rotated.
The flowing energy was retracted back into Hugo as the demon and the ogre shadow imploded, leaving nothing but a green orb. Hugo wiped his hands with a red handkerchief withdrawn from his robes, eyes gleaming as he looked at the outlines of figures in the walls.
"How annoying. I will have to hurry up, before any of these creatures discover the changed walls."
Soundless footsteps tapped down the corridor as he turned to the right, descending further down Hospitality Home.