Thread: A Monster: Now and Forever (Razgriz x kuro_bara)

I do not care. I have tracked this beast for months now and now it is more vulnerable. You should return and see if any one is still alive in your village he then replied, likely fueling her belief about the pretentiousness of hunters. Little did she know that he had yet to join the ranks of the actual Hunter organization here he was still a freelance 'monster slayer' as locals liked to call those unaffiliated with the well-networked group. Of course, she persisted the whole way to the cave, she tried to argue with him but he would just ignore her and keep on trudging ahead. Eventually though, he would relent and even told her she would be given the chance to deal the killing blow. She did deserve justice after all he just prayed she wouldn't do anything to get them killed. As they approached the mouth of the hole in the side of the mountain, the warlock noted the plentitude of statues littering the entrance. Demented abomination he growled, the anger even more present in his voice it was acts like this which fueled his utter despise for all of monster-kind. But he could feel the beast's presence here, his ears catching the winded gasps as the Gorgon's body no doubt struggled to recover from having its tail sliced in two and its body burned. He had stopped at the entrance of the cavern, trying to detect any sort of trap it could have laid. Just because he didn't hear of Gorgons casting spells didn't mean they couldn't. Hearing the woman's question made him look at her somewhat disinterestedly he then turned to stare back into the deep hole that was the beast's lair. Aside from the beast's petrifying stare....None that I know of. This enveloping shroud must have been performed by one of its victims. A false deal to guarantee safety from death, no doubt. With that, he then resumed his progression into the cave, holding up a hand and muttering Ignis this caused a ball of flame to erupt around his entire hand, granting them illumination to progress. Stay behind me he then commanded to the woman whether or not she followed his order didn't matter at this point. This monster would suffer for its actions. As they journey farther, the boots that covered Ricendithas' feet crunched on shattered stone and bone pieces. Leftovers of the Gorgon's victims it was because of this his rage boiled over and he shouted, Just as you were the hunter...Now you are the hunted, monster! How does it feel, demon?! To hide for your life while that which stalks you draws ever closer!?! To cower in fear, hoping that you will not be found!?! His voice echoed in the empty space of the cave, the reverberations slowly dying off as they traveled down the length of the cavern. You humansss are all the sssame! Thinking yourselvesss sssuperior! You are prey....Nothing more! he then heard the beast shout in reply, hints of desperation lacing its voice. Come no closssser...Lesst you join the otherssss as toyssss for my amusssement! it then added, its voice possessing less of an echo which indicated they were closer this of course would only push Ricendithas further into the cave with quicker steps. Blood was in the water and he was the shark now this monster was going to die. Painfully. Eventually they would come upon an empty chamber, the light of the fire casting an eerie orange glow over the room. In the center stood a pylon of marble, around which the Gorgon's blackened serpent half was coiled. Even though Ricendithas couldn't see the beast, the stench of its burned scales was more than enough for him to determine where it was. Persssissstent, aren't you? You mussst be one of them.....The Hunterssss. Who elssse would come thisss far to finisssshhh me? The Gorgon asked Ricendithas responded Not all people who kill monsters are Hunters some of us have more personal reasons than the salvation of humans. At this, the monster just cackled wearily, A ssolo act...Hahaha, how quaint. Big bad monssster killed sssomeone close to you...Perhapsss you can refresssh my memory there are sssoo many and I'm not exactly good with namesss or facesss . Ricendithas' face tightened into a grimace without warning, the flame that had given them light was shot forward and set both of the monster's eyes ablaze. Howls of agony erupted from its throat once more as the watery orbs boiled and ruptured, its wicked clawed hands pounding at its face to put out the fire. When it was gone, all that remained were two smoldering, blackened craters where its once petrifying gaze emanated from. Like that will do anything! I can ssstill ssssmell you, bassstard! I will sssqueeze you until your body popssss like an overcooked sssausssage! it then screamed in fury at this point the warlock's eye had opened. No...You won't. Never again will you cause anyone the heartache of loss was all his reply was this time both palms set themselves ablaze with fire. The Gorgon hissed in rage and lunged at the two of them, but all of a sudden its body caught alight in fire and forced its charge to stop. The Gorgon then rolled around in agony, Ricendithas' face contorted with unfathomable anger itself as the beast's screams grew louder. As the flame died down to ember, the Gorgon tried to weakly push itself, its throat raw from the agony Ricendithas just muttered, his words possessing more raw anger IGNIS....IRA! The monster's form was set ablaze again, the thrashing and screaming beginning anew as the burning fire completely enveloped its form. Over and over again this was repeated, each time the flame beginning to turn closer to a bluish-white and the rage the warlock felt climbing ever higher each time he ignited the monster's skin. By the time it was over, the Gorgon was alive but barely moving its scales had long since been burned away, exposing blistered and blackened raw muscle. The humanoid portion of it suffered the same fate, some of the flesh even have been burned to the bonethe warlock's chest heaved, the previous physical exhaustion and bodily damage from the fight combined with his excessive use of fire magicka making him feel incredibly exhausted. So exhausted that he actually collapsed to his knees, his upper body supported by his arms. Reaching weakly for his blade, he managed to pull it from its sheath but had not the strength to wield it instead it clattered to the floor before him, its wicked black edge gleaming in the light of the embers that still covered the badly wounded monster before him.