The battlefield trembled as the Mutated Bloodwick lunged forward, its two monstrous arms hammering down on the Abyssalflame Serpent with relentless force. Each impact sent shockwaves through the air, distorting the very space around them. The skeletal serpent shrieked, its abyssal flames flickering wildly, barely holding against the sheer ferocity of the onslaught. Bone cracked, embers scattered, and the ground beneath them fractured under the sheer force of the blows.
Keon stood at a distance, eyes narrowed as he observed the chaos unfold. His mind raced, analyzing the combatants, calculating the risks. That thing's speed is insane, he thought, watching the Mutated Bloodwick's massive arms blur with each strike. It's prioritizing the strongest enemy first… Smart. But even as Bloodwick's attacks continued, the undead serpent refused to fall.
With an ear-splitting screech, the Abyssalflame Serpent retaliated, twisting its form with unnatural flexibility. Its fangs lunged forward, dripping with ghostly fire. Bloodwick barely dodged, using its smaller arms to push off the ground and shift momentum. The fight was like a brutal dance of speed and destruction.
Nearby, Stella lay resting against a shattered pillar, her chest rising and falling steadily. Despite her exhaustion, her eyes remained locked on the battle, flickering with both awe and concern. "Damn…" she muttered, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Just how strong is that thing?" She meant the Bloodwick, but her gaze briefly flicked toward Keon, wondering what was running through his mind.
Keon exhaled, crossing his arms. The biggest threat isn't just raw power—it's intelligence. If that Monster adapts, we're in trouble.
The serpent coiled, its hollow sockets glowing brighter as it unleashed a wave of abyssal flames, forcing Bloodwick back. Keon's heart pounded. This fight isn't over yet.
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The Mutated Bloodwick's massive fists continued to rain down on the Abyssalflame Serpent, its skeletal arms swinging at lightning speed. The ground cracked with each impact, a symphony of destruction as the undead serpent hissed and groaned under the relentless assault. The Bloodwick's monstrous hands were a blur, its savage strength overwhelming, but it was determined to overthrow the serpent first, sensing the threat it posed.
Keon stood at the edge of the chaos, watching with a grin, muttering to himself, "Come on, Serpent. You can do this."
The Bloodwick snarled, each punch shaking the earth beneath them. Its jagged claws tore into the serpent's already charred bones, splintering its form, but the Abyssalflame Serpent was relentless. Every blow that landed seemed to fuel its hatred, its spectral flames flickering hotter and brighter, scorching the ground around it.
Stella, breathless, stood beside Keon, gripping her now-smoldering plasma rifle as the fiery chaos unfolded before them. "Damn, that thing's fast."
Keon chuckled under his breath, the gleam of excitement in his eyes. "You don't know the half of it."
Just as the Bloodwick prepared to swing its arms down again, something changed in the air. The ground beneath the battle shifted, the earth trembling as the Abyssalflame Serpent's body seemed to vanish into the earth. Bloodwick's next punch hit nothing but dirt and stone.
Keon's grin widened. "Now, this is getting interesting."
The ground beneath the Bloodwick's feet cracked open with an explosion of energy. The Abyssalflame Serpent erupted from the earth like a vengeful ghost, its massive body coiling out from under the creature. The serpent's spectral form twisted upward, its flaming bones flaring as it struck with a force like a living siege weapon.
Before the Bloodwick could comprehend the sudden shift, the serpent's tail lashed out, wrapping around one of the Bloodwick's massive arms and pulling it downward with earth-shattering force. Bloodwick howled in fury, but the serpent had already coiled itself tighter, its burning flesh melting into the Bloodwick's mutated skin.
Keon's laughter echoed through the battlefield, his voice filled with dark amusement. "That's right! Burn, baby, burn!"
The Mutated Bloodwick struggled against the serpent's grip, but the serpent was not done. Its massive spectral head snapped forward, its jagged teeth sinking into the Bloodwick's mutated flesh with bone-crushing force. The Bloodwick roared, its body spasming as its own regeneration began to fail under the serpent's relentless assault.
Stella watched, wide-eyed, unable to contain her disbelief. "That… that's insane." She adjusted her stance, preparing for whatever might come next.
Keon grinned, satisfied with the serpent's performance. "Told you, this undead thing's not going down without a fight. I'm rooting for the serpent."
The Bloodwick twisted and writhed in desperation, its remaining arm flailing about in a desperate attempt to break free. But the Abyssalflame Serpent was relentless, constricting its coils tighter with each passing moment. The serpent's spectral flames burned hotter, searing through the Bloodwick's arm, flesh and bone alike.
The earth shook as the battle raged on, two titans locked in a war of attrition. The Bloodwick's body began to disintegrate under the heat and force, but still, it fought with everything it had.
Keon's eyes gleamed as he watched the struggle unfold, his excitement growing with every passing second. "This is the best show I've seen in ages."
Stella exhaled, lowering her plasma rifle as she glanced at Keon. "You're… way too into this."
Keon simply shrugged, eyes still glued to the fight. "Hey, if it's gonna be a fight to the death, might as well enjoy the show."
And so the battle continued, the battlefield alive with violence and chaos as the Abyssalflame Serpent and the Mutated Bloodwick collided in a brutal, unyielding struggle for dominance. Neither was willing to back down, and the ground beneath them would pay the price.
The battlefield trembled as the Abyssalflame Serpent tightened its grip, its spectral flames burning into the Bloodwick's flesh. The monstrous creature let out a guttural roar, its form writhing in agony. For a moment, it seemed as if the serpent had the upper hand, its undead jaws tearing through the Bloodwick's hide like a starving beast.
But then—something changed.
The Bloodwick's body shuddered violently, its veins bulging, dark energy crackling through its form. A sickening squelch echoed through the battlefield as its flesh began to warp. The gaping wounds inflicted by the serpent's fangs did not close—instead, something far worse emerged.
Keon's grin wavered, his eyes narrowing. "Oh?"
Stella, still catching her breath, felt a chill run down her spine. "What now…?"
A deep, unnatural crack resounded from the Bloodwick's back. Then another. And another.
With a grotesque snap, bone spikes erupted from its flesh—twisted, jagged protrusions stretching outward like a blooming nightmare. Each spike pulsed with dark energy, dripping with a strange, blackened fluid that hissed upon contact with the air. The serpent recoiled slightly, sensing the unnatural change.
The Bloodwick, now a true abomination, let out a furious roar, its new skeletal spikes tearing through the serpent's burning coils. Some of the spikes stretched and curved unnaturally, like grasping claws, stabbing deep into the serpent's ribs, forcing it to loosen its grip.
Keon leaned forward, intrigued. "Oh-ho! Looks like you've still got some fight in you."
The serpent hissed, twisting and writhing, but the Bloodwick used its newfound weapons to push back. The spikes lengthened unnaturally, growing at a rapid rate, acting as extensions of the Bloodwick's will. Some shattered the ground beneath, others aimed for the serpent's spectral skull.
The serpent tried to retreat underground once more, but the Bloodwick anticipated it. Its mutated form moved faster, the bone spikes acting like additional limbs, piercing the ground to stop the serpent's escape. The undead creature was now the one on the defensive.
Stella cursed under her breath. "That thing just keeps changing."
Keon smirked, his gaze locked on the unfolding carnage. "This fight's only getting better."
The Abyssalflame Serpent, unwilling to accept defeat, let out a haunting, reverberating screech. Its spectral fire surged, burning hotter than before, its fury reigniting. But now, the Bloodwick was no longer the same creature it had been moments ago.
The battle had truly entered its next stage.
The Abyssalflame Serpent coiled back, its skeletal maw rattling as an eerie glow ignited deep within its hollow ribcage. The dim, otherworldly fire that flickered along its bones suddenly surged, turning into an inferno of abyssal blue. The air itself trembled, warped by the sheer intensity of the spectral blaze.
Then—it unleashed hell.
A torrent of ghostly flames erupted from its jaws, roaring forward like a tidal wave of destruction. The blue inferno wasn't just fire—it was something far worse. The very ground it touched didn't just burn; it withered, corroding as if reality itself was being erased. The blackened fluid dripping from the Bloodwick's spikes hissed upon contact, evaporating instantly as the fire enveloped its monstrous form.
Keon's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Oh, now we're talking!"
The mutated Bloodwick snarled, its grotesque body thrashing as the abyssal fire consumed it. Its thick, mutated hide sizzled, chunks of flesh melting away—yet it refused to fall. Even as the flames seared through it, the beast roared in defiance, its massive arms slamming into the ground with such force that the entire battlefield quaked.
Stella, watching from the sidelines, wiped the sweat from her brow. "That's not just fire…" she murmured, her voice uneasy. "It's—"
Before she could finish, the Bloodwick did something unthinkable.
Instead of succumbing, its body began to react once more. Its flesh, once melting, started regenerating at an unnatural rate, warping and twisting as the abyssal flames were absorbed into its body. The black spikes along its back pulsed, growing larger, stronger.
Keon let out a low whistle. "Oh-ho… It eats fire now? That's a problem."
The Abyssalflame Serpent recoiled, sensing the shift. For the first time, the undead dragon hesitated.
The Bloodwick's arms tensed, muscles coiling like steel cables. Then, in a burst of speed even faster than before, it lunged.
The fight wasn't over. It had only just begun.