The monster was far from dead, as guts and gore started to make the humanoid a new pair of legs, abandoning its abominable centaur-like bodily proportions.
Ellianor stared at it. Their sacrifices were in vain as the monster adapted itself to live on with its human half only.
Testament trembled, not fused completely to his hand, it trembled with the need to join the fight immediately.
Answering its need, Ellianor rushed against the beast. His speed was greater than it was moments ago, faster than his true self many many light years away.
His arm was stronger as the one-edged sword stared at the humanoid.
Even if it could not tap at its true strength, its current strength without the many drawbacks that affected it should be enough to tip the fight to their side.
Its former self's limitations no longer bound testament, only the restrictions based on its power, not that Ellianor needed to know that.
