"Seems you children have already adapted to the new rule I have. Even with such changes to prevent your influence DIRECTLY, the effects lingers further when outside one's reach. Is this also one of such extensions?" Deltoro asked as he'd prepare his arms, letting it load up a few mines to try and blow up Solomon in his stomach.
"Close... It's simply giving you the benefits." Solomon retorted, immediately letting go and dropping himself down so that the force the Bull left behind would be enough to start breaking through his own walls. With how topsy-turvy the new world was, simply prohibiting one's movements would invertedly make someone go faster. The key to this, however, was in where it was being directed, with Solomon's magic quickly passing to Deltoro using his horns, making his strength increase exponentially, but inversely making it harder to push down the Biblical Sorcerer in virtue of being weaker. "Surprised it didn't count as me going against the rules. At first, I thought it was a loophole I found, until I noticed that if the world is going to naturally reverse things, one should cast spells that would naturally BE reversed, regardless of how it is exploited or not. Stolas and Zazel had the right idea with Shady and that mist, but their kits were limited, I'll be honest. Mines at least has some open spots that can be turned over its head. Now let's see what happens if someone breaks those rules..."
KRACC!!
"Oh! That's what happens..." Solomon's smile grows wider as he'd see the walls of the Maze attack back, quickly slamming atop of Deltoro's body, anchoring him down, only adding fuel to the fire as he'd try to rise, watching the strength increase exponentially, which only allows Solomon to push him back faster and faster. "You liking the new strength I gave you? I usually do it on myself, but with where we are, it's one mad world after another..."
Such a cocky grin would be reinforced by Shady reforming, quickly stretching across and creating blades out of the shadow's hair, a gauntlet of sharp edges ready to slash and tear through the body like mere paper. He matched the shade with his own, forming the star on his stomach again to part it, before letting his own shadow leave and etch around the walls, grabbing and strangling Solomon by the throat before dragging him across the stonework. In that essence, he was quick on writing a new set of words to keep track.
"Strong -> Weak"
"Fast -> Still"
"Durable -> Flimsy."
"This is good to know." He'd mumble again as he'd get a wide open shot of punting the Biblical Sorcerer by his stomach, sending him flying and bouncing off the corners just enough to deliver some proper head trauma. Despite said cranium bleeding, he'd still remain confident, strong even. His smile never wavered as he'd watch the human beast barge ahead, timing himself so he can grip him by his horns and pump Might of Samson once more. "If you're asking to die, you should've used your words first." He'd state, but his words never reached Solomon.
Something was chanting.
"What was that? Can't hear you over what's coming!" The Biblical Sorcerer shouted as he'd let go, letting him run straight through again, a hard crash at a nearby barrier, with the Bull desperate to take it in as magic for his left leg, hoping to mitigate whatever was coming. Alas, it only delayed the inevitable. The lights were beginning to form, circling around him, dancing, chanting. Worry was beginning to grow as he'd try to bust down the barrier, with Solomon watching behind and keeping his mouth shut. Every attack delivered would only make the lights brighter, multiplying themselves, surrounding Deltoro faster like rabbits. The Bull would try to raise his body up, breaking the ground below him so that he can use its rubble and the incoming explosion to survive and thrive off of the holy light. As he did, however, he failed to notice his own shadow was growing, placed in an angle that Solomon was able to reach.
"THOU SHALT NOT STEAL!!!!"
A commandment almost fitting for Deltoro, quickly enveloping around and binding him, with Shady being reformed and reached out just enough to implant the seal. The Mazes across his body broke down, slowly exposing the Bull, even having the mask crack underneath its effect, as his own attack was repelled before him twofold. The light engulfed the area, propelling Solomon away and letting him see the exit to the maze. Even if the attack didn't kill him, the exit is more than enough to earn in his attempt. He did notice a silhouette quickly running through the maze, a person who was able to find it first and gun for it. A smile was on his face, as he now knows the objective: Let the person free and have them take full advantage of Wonderland. With the two lackeys he brought being kept at bay, it's a high chance Deltoro won't be around for much longer.
As he came down, the shadow was quick in catching the boy, quickly transporting him to that very void, letting Shady dash ahead and try to find his friends, to regroup and assess what needs to be done. As the Demonic Shadow rushed, the heavy steps behind surprised the two, as Deltoro was being hot on his trail. "THAT QUICK!?" Solomon shouted, looking back and seeing the damages he left behind. Half, if not, three quarters of his body look like they were sanded off, ripped down and eroded into stone, with only the head and his left arm intact of such flesh and muscles. As he saw this, however, he started to get suspicious. He'd recall the last time he used this attack, where his own parents were overwhelmed and nuked out of their vile forms.
His attack doesn't stone people. Sure, it damages them, but there was no petrification involved. What even is Deltoro?