Grotesque

"I think we're doing this thing a favor by taking it out. It seems like it's already suffering immensely." Devotion said decisively. The rest of the group nodded in agreement.

Victor immediately summoned a series of chains in his hand, wrapping them around the creature and binding its limbs. While it was held in place, Devotion placed both hands on it, injecting as many lightning runes as he could. Alex followed suit, casting ice spells on the joints to try and hold the creature in place.

As Devotion injected that lightning, it pulsed through the creature of flesh, singeing it with each second. The stench was putrid, to say the least. Devotion thought that it was the worst scent he had ever had the displeasure of smelling. Hopefully he would never have to smell something like that again.