Both himself and Excelsior dashed into the monstrous abyss around them, taking on the varying creatures of Darkness with courage fueled by continued proximity to death itself.
As Emilio leapt up, he engulfed the length of his blade in bright, burning flames, providing light for himself as he slashed through the neck of a purple-skinned, wrinkled slug monster with ease. An abundance of sludgy blood sprayed from the decapitated creature, spilling like a grotesque rainfall as Emilio landed back down.
"--"
Glancing side-to-side, he was now in the belly of the beast; the darkness-dwelling creatures completely surrounded him in their horrific forms; clamping their teeth, wriggling their tendrils, snapping their fingers, smiling with humanoid expressions, growling with beast-like features–it was a hellish environment.
