He was covered in a cocktail of his own crimson blood and the creature's black ink, his tan skin glistening under the carnage.
He swung a wide, sweeping arc with his gauntlet, a blade of compressed air and fire slicing through the air.
SHIIIIING!
The strike caught the Void Eater across its torso, carving a deep, jagged trench through its muscular chest. The creature's flesh peeled back in violent ribbons, exposing the glowing, silver core of its stolen essence.
More blood sprayed a frantic, pulsing fountain of black liquid that coated the ground in a slick, deadly mire.
The survivors, huddled in the shadows of the ruins, watched with wide, trembling eyes. They were paralyzed by a primal, existential dread.
