Painting

With now six arms, the creature seemed to have also gained a subsrantial amount of stats, it thrusted one of its hands toward Byor, the claws crashed into her earthen armor, shattering part of it and sending her flying into the distance.

In a moment, it plunged one of its hands into the ground fully and suddenly rose it up, sending the a large bloc of earth toward Vorl, considering the shape of the piece of earth launched at him, only one way would allow him to dodge it with his speed, a fact known to both him and the monster, as his body was crushed after he dodged the earth by a hair, unable to dodge the block of earth and the monster back to back.

The monster then started aiming for Marhar once more, advancing toward him using its many limbs, giving the impression of a gigantic catterpillar.

The red-robed man responded by casting a great deal of white fireballs, however none had any effect on the monster as it instantly countered the attacks, even the eyes of the monster sustained no damage at all.

The monster made a motion as if it was about to slash at Marhar with all of its claws but instead of doing so, unseen by anyone present, a small mouth had appeared on its body and a beam of boiling blood was shot right at Misot blowing right through her chest and erasing her heart from existence.

Only then did the monster swipe at the red-robed man, alternating between each of its six claws, creating a spectacle that was a difficult to follow without feeling dizzy, as it did so, the venerer completely ignored the lightning that continuously crashed against its body, despite the impressive strength of the attacks, nothing did as much as scratch its body.

Marhar was starting to think that Hellianix wouldn't show up in time at all, clearly, the monster outclassed them and they would never be able to hurt it at all and considering its intelligence, trapping it didn't seem like a possibility at all, amongst the four members of the Sun Bearers, only Marhar had the means of hurting it and only he had an idea as to how get rid of it without that girl Hellianix was supposed to bring.

'Yes, as long as we can buy enough time...' started thinking Marhar but he was immediately stopped from his optimistic thoughts as the monster suddenly changed its target, doing so with devilish speed.

The monster slammed the back of one of its hands against Quaza, shattering everything that could be shattered and splattering all that could be splattered, the body of Quaza was nothing more than a trail of blood and gore against the ground now.

In his shock, Marhar forgot to dodge the two claws that were about to pierce right through his eyes but fortunately for him, dodging didn't end up being necessary as he felt something tackling him away from the attack.

As such, instead of having Marhar stabbed on its claws, all the monster had donewas break some earth, it turned to the one responsible for this and choose to attack her instead.

The wounded Byor couldn't do much and was crushed under one of the feet of the monster, the venerer then put its attention to the last one standing.

Marhar looked around and still seeing no sign of Hellianix showing up, he took a decision and propelled himself away, making to stay in the sight of the monster but still not making it too obvious that he wasn't really running away.

The venerer gave chase and for a while, no exchange of blows happened as the red-robed man did nothing but flee and dodge the attacks, both of them moved at high speeds and Marhar soon found what he was looking for.

He suddenly took a turn, dodging a swipe inextremist causing him to crash down at his destination, an ancient looking ruin buildt inside of a mountain.

The venerer broke his way inside and took a few second to look at the sight in front of itself, all of its senses told it that this wasn't a normal occurence.

At the very end of the long room, which resembled a church a large painting was hung up on the wall, the piece of art depicting a beautiful scenery, a green meadow and a lush forest as well as a bright sun, however, the painting emmited a strange sensation as if it was pulling things in.

"Alright" spoke Marhar as he got up.

"Before I kill myself with my shitty plan, let's try something" he added afterwards.

Immediately after speaking these few words, Marhar chanted a few words and brought his palms against one another, his chant was not one for magic but a prayerful one, one to call forth fire, a fire capable of taking many shapes, however only its most basic form was available to Marhar to use.

The venerer recognised the words as something familiar, prompting it to step back a bit, a few moments after it did so, a circle of orange flames started swirling around Marhar, gathering around his hands before he shot out a large tide of flames engulfing the venerer.

Marhar fell to his knees in pain, the orange flames were powerful but couldn't be mastered by a mortal like him, his arms had been burned to the bones and nearly all of the flesh on his forearms was gone.

The orange flame dissipated, revealing a pile of burnt flesh, Marhar didn't have the time to hope as from within the pile, the venerer appeared, breaking through its own remains.

The venerer had reverted back to its normal appearance and height but as seen by the two purple eyes staring at Marhar, it had retained a few perks, it opened its maw wide and prepared to shoot one of its blood beams.

Marhar stayed composed and spoke a few incomprehensible words, causing the painting to suddenly emmit a bright light, the blood beam still reached him, disintegrating his head completely but the painting couldn't be stopped and it swallowed the venerer, leaving only the lifeless corpse of the red-robed man.