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Re: The Beast of Helmoth (TentanariX)
Your magic reaches out, those threads forming into an astral hand that sinks through the girl's body and has her crying out in surprise before your grip tightens around that mass of darkness hiding within her womb. Your power claws into the demon's flesh, a guttural cry filling your head before you clamp around the core like a vice and start pulling the thing free. You immediately feel fierce resistance, the beast anchoring itself within the trapped girl's flesh, and it causes her to let loose muffled screams of anguish, but you can feel those anchors tearing. Your grip tightens, you pull with all your might, and you can feel the demon's flesh being ripped from itself just before the core finally pops out and lays held in your hand.
The effect is immediate. The mass that was rushing to crush you earlier suddenly halts. The tentacles simply hang in the air, and you can sense the beast trying to desperately reach out to regain control of its body while it lays suspended in the air. The core itself feels much more dense than the flesh that surrounds it, and it soon forms one final limb, a last ditch attempt to free itself now that it lays so exposed. But you will have none of that, and with one mighty swing you slam the bound knot into the ground. Before it has any chance to recover your blade sinks right into its center. A screech fills the air, the sound far worse than anything you have ever heard or ever will, and it is soon joined by the wailing of countless women crying out in excruciating pain. Those screams intensify with every twist and turn.
You can almost feel your own spirit resonating with that agony, but with one final thrust your sword cuts pierces through an especially tight bundle. Those cries of pain cease at once, the mass at your feet shuddering one final time before it simply relaxes and falls silent. The suspended tentacles surrounding you fall limp as well, the result a near avalanche of dead flesh preparing to smother and crush you under its weight. You immediately start running, your sword leading a way as you attempt to clear a path, but even with your enhanced speed it isn't enough to truly escape. An especially thick one catches you and brings you to the ground, but before its weight can cause you any harm it simply dissolves into a rather putrid looking liquid that washes over your body. The rest of the demon's body does the same, and soon a flood of liquefied flesh pours through Helmoth.
The current brings you to the edge of the village before it finally calms. A layer of disgusting slush covers every inch of you as well as the buildings and the streets, and when you finally manage to bring yourself to your feet you find a few of the women nearby. You look each one over from your position, and it doesn't take long to see that they aren't breathing. Doubt starts to run through you. Were you already too late to save them? But a few seconds later one of them starts to cough. Her arms and legs flail for a bit before she manages to bring herself to her hands and knees, and as soon as she does you see her stomach lurching. A moment later she pukes, the remnants of the demon's vile flesh being purged from her body before she collapses and groans. More and more of the demon's victims pick themselves up and purge their bodies of their own corruption, and you're soon left with a horde of sick women as far as the eye can see, a sticky film of sickening sludge covering everyone and everything. It's nearly enough to make your stomach turn, but at the very least you know you were victorious. The only question now is what you would do with the mess that was left behind.
Your magic reaches out, those threads forming into an astral hand that sinks through the girl's body and has her crying out in surprise before your grip tightens around that mass of darkness hiding within her womb. Your power claws into the demon's flesh, a guttural cry filling your head before you clamp around the core like a vice and start pulling the thing free. You immediately feel fierce resistance, the beast anchoring itself within the trapped girl's flesh, and it causes her to let loose muffled screams of anguish, but you can feel those anchors tearing. Your grip tightens, you pull with all your might, and you can feel the demon's flesh being ripped from itself just before the core finally pops out and lays held in your hand.
The effect is immediate. The mass that was rushing to crush you earlier suddenly halts. The tentacles simply hang in the air, and you can sense the beast trying to desperately reach out to regain control of its body while it lays suspended in the air. The core itself feels much more dense than the flesh that surrounds it, and it soon forms one final limb, a last ditch attempt to free itself now that it lays so exposed. But you will have none of that, and with one mighty swing you slam the bound knot into the ground. Before it has any chance to recover your blade sinks right into its center. A screech fills the air, the sound far worse than anything you have ever heard or ever will, and it is soon joined by the wailing of countless women crying out in excruciating pain. Those screams intensify with every twist and turn.
You can almost feel your own spirit resonating with that agony, but with one final thrust your sword cuts pierces through an especially tight bundle. Those cries of pain cease at once, the mass at your feet shuddering one final time before it simply relaxes and falls silent. The suspended tentacles surrounding you fall limp as well, the result a near avalanche of dead flesh preparing to smother and crush you under its weight. You immediately start running, your sword leading a way as you attempt to clear a path, but even with your enhanced speed it isn't enough to truly escape. An especially thick one catches you and brings you to the ground, but before its weight can cause you any harm it simply dissolves into a rather putrid looking liquid that washes over your body. The rest of the demon's body does the same, and soon a flood of liquefied flesh pours through Helmoth.
The current brings you to the edge of the village before it finally calms. A layer of disgusting slush covers every inch of you as well as the buildings and the streets, and when you finally manage to bring yourself to your feet you find a few of the women nearby. You look each one over from your position, and it doesn't take long to see that they aren't breathing. Doubt starts to run through you. Were you already too late to save them? But a few seconds later one of them starts to cough. Her arms and legs flail for a bit before she manages to bring herself to her hands and knees, and as soon as she does you see her stomach lurching. A moment later she pukes, the remnants of the demon's vile flesh being purged from her body before she collapses and groans. More and more of the demon's victims pick themselves up and purge their bodies of their own corruption, and you're soon left with a horde of sick women as far as the eye can see, a sticky film of sickening sludge covering everyone and everything. It's nearly enough to make your stomach turn, but at the very least you know you were victorious. The only question now is what you would do with the mess that was left behind.