Tusok stood there for a brief second, then another transformation happened... Its mouth closed up forming an enclosure running up its head with a glowing orange tint seeping through....
The independent arm on its back curled up and formed a small hump on its back... (Crowd) What the hell is happening!!!?? How'd it get in here so easily??? I thought this was supposed to keep us out of harm's way Grada???!!
(Grada) FOCUS!!!!! If you all want to die like Siklo keep up the shit!!! It's transforming for a reason, now let's put our squabbles to the side for the time.... Don't hold back My Circle Of Carnage!!!!!
The War's thick skin had turned all black, a more streamlined and sleeker look. -Thomp- thomp- thomp- thomp Tusok beating its chest, signaling a start to the murder fest....
(Grada) He's going to hit us hard, be prepared, we must kill this thing here and now!!! We have over a hundred powerfully strong Druids and heroes... There's no way, we will all die here... Release San!! I need you to teleport the Circle out of here...
(San'Halo) Why would I do that?? You had me in chains Grada. You can all die here and as the War runs through all of you I can teleport myself out of here.... I don't give a shit about any of you. San furiously meets face to face with Grada...
Grada grabs San by his head and whispers a quick word in his ear, takes a step back and then declares aloud... (Grada) If San was to teleport us out of here, he can immediately be placed within the Kouncil and no punishment can befall him...
San and BlackBlood locked gazes for a short time, and BlackBlood simply turned her back to them and tended to Gargy... Grada knew he could count on the ambitious attitude of San'Halo to take over and become his driving force...
Tusok darted to the right and grabbed a member by the neck and arms... Two others rushed over with intent on stopping the beast... -gravsto- One yelled!! A set of conjured chains wrapped around the legs of the beast and burrowed into the floor of the room....
Aghhhh- The member screamed in pain as Tusok ripped off his arms... -Sunter- A blaze of fire ran up Tusok's back... -Crrrk- Tusok snapped the neck of the person in its hands. It quickly dropped the body and darted across to the two who attacked it...
Grabbed both of them by their necks and slammed their faces into the wall in rapid succession until just his hands were there...
(Grada) In a matter of seconds we just lost three more. San come on and get us the hell out of here!!!!
(San) Rift takes a while to activate when there's larger groups. The rift has to be big enough or some people won't be allowed to make it in...
Tusok was surrounded by people but the gaggle was rapidly dwindling as Tusok tore and ripped through bodies.... Some it took one Hammer punch to the skull, others would dodge the first blow but unable to clear the following blow, leading to gaping chest holes and even causing some upper torsos flying across the room while the legs stood in place...
(BlackBlood) Grada I might take over your Circle in the near future... -Omen of Blood, Wash upon dusk shores- She put her two hands together, fingers extended forming a hollow pyramid with one eye peeking through...
The blood in the room collected into a puddle back where Siklo's weapon was lying... The pool of blood twined and circled around the Hilt of the sword... -zzzzzzwgg- Dragging the sword along the ground to a full stand. The pool transformed immediately once the blood had fully covered the hilt, it turned to an arm of solid blood and reared the sword back, and then the blood flung the Sword across the room. It flew past everyone, traveling faster than the eye could see for most, but someone caught a gaze. Grada witnessed the ordeal from the very beginning, all the way up until its moment of impact and it terrified him...
-zzzzswooooh- Fwoommp- The sword had went through the throat of Tusok, pinning it to the back wall of the room... Tusok made no sounds, but it was reaching for the sword inside of its throat. But once its hands made contact upon the surface of the sword, Tusok's fingers rolled off the blade and tumbled to the floor... His arms dropped to its side and then there was no fight left in its body...
(Crowd) Is it dead?? The members moved closer to Tusok with intentions inspecting the weapon. Who threw that sword??? It was BlackBlood. None of us use blood magic... We struggled with that Beast this whole time and you only think to help now!!???
(BlackBlood) Toss me those fingers will you?? That thing isn't dead, it's processing what has happened. You might want to get away from it...
A member used a spell to recover the fingers and pass them over to BlackBlood, but before the Druid could turn around Tusok resurged and walked forward off of the blade just sliding it through its neck forcefully...
Tusok punched the Druid in her face before causing the fingers to fling through the air into the vicinity of BlackBlood and Grada... BlackBlood grabbed the fingers and put them into her satchel...
(BlackBlood) It must infuriate you that I've stopped playing...
-Grada cut her off before she could say anything else, coupled with a gaze of utter disgust-
(Grada) You think my people's lives are a game to be toyed with??? You know what, you better kill that beast or we'll kill you once we make it out of here...
(BlackBlood) I'm not doing shit!!! I stopped it once. Grada you do something besides running your mouth and hoping these idiots save you...
-Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb- Thoomb-
Tusok darted through the crowd pulverizing all those in its direct path... Shoulder charging though the bodies causing instant combustion.... The path before it led straight to BlackBlood and Grada....
-Thoomb- Thoomb- Tusok now standing right in front of BlackBlood & company, it transmutes its head again. This time its hole disappeared and in its place a single deep black hollowed hole serving as an eye inspected BlackBlood up and down slowly….
(Cerq) What is going on??
To be Continued…
Next Chapter 17…
~Blood Oasis~