Interlude Ten
Exaltoskull's Story
Tyranac's hand plunged into Exaltoskull's mouth, ripping its way through gut and flesh, and venturing into the deepest part of Exaltoskull's spiritual body. Exaltoskull gasped in shock, spluttering blood and chunks of flesh onto the ground. Coughing violently, the black and gold coloured deamon slowly weakened, both physically and spiritually. Tyranac's hand finally reached its destination, and as Exaltoskull's eyes went wide in shock and fear, the deamon master dissapeared, following the path of his hand to the Chamber of the Soul.
Inside the Chamber of Soul; Exaltoskull The darkness surrounding Tyranac quickly faded away, pushed back by an eruption of light. Tyranac's body shimmered, its form now that of a frog, his eyes milky blue, his skin clear and seethrough. Inside of his body, Tyranac hosted a large ball emitting light, the object illuminating the Chamber of Soul.
Tyranac looked all around, searching the entire chamber for the soul of Exaltoskull. When he had located it, a formless mass of moving darkness, Tyranac's mouth opened wide, his tongue shooting out a light speed, grasping the soul. Exaltoskull's soul retaliated, the dark form spreadin and enveloping Tyranac. Tyranac leapt back, his webbed feet sweeping the soul off of his body. The light inside his body dimmed momentarily, and both Tyranac and the soul became invisible. Tyranac purged deamonic energy from his body, the magical force grabbing anything alive in the chamber. The light inside of Tyranac's body flooded the Chamber of Soul with light, and Tyranac advanced on the trapped soul.
Stretching his arm out, the webbed toes on his feet grew claws. Tyranac's back was instantly covered in powerful spiked armour, and his back legs glistened in the light, the silver titanium covering them reflecting the brilliant light. A steel visor dropped over Tyranac's eyes, leaving only his stomach uncovered. As the soul writhed in an attempt to break free of the energy that held it, Tyranac morphed once more, this time, his body taking on the form of a serpent. The armour that had covered his arms and legs had shifted, and now Tyranac's body was completely coverd in deamonic magical armour.
Tyranac advanced on the soul, his mout wide open, his fangs ready and alert, prepared to strike the soul with power and venom. But the soul of Exaltoskull had already given up hope. The soul dropped to the ground, willingly giving up. As the snake devoured the soul, hosting it while its body recovered, Tyranac wondered if the deamon he had just stolen a soul from would live, or if the powers of a Deamon Shadow were to much for him...
A small clearing in the Eterna Forest The body of Exaltoskull collapsed, sprawled on the forest floor. From the deamon warrior's mouth, a small deamon crept out, covered in blood and guts, holding a small broken bone in one of his hands. Stabbing the bone fragment into the ground next to Exaltoskull, the deamon chanted several words softly to himself, and once he had finished, he touched Exaltoskull, then the bone. At once, Exaltoskull's body was gone, leaving only a space covered in blood to show he had once lay there.
The small deamon picked up the bone, then morphed, becoming a stallion, dripping in blood. The stallion's mane was red and orange, as it was on fire. The legs of the horse were pure white, as was its body. Its head was shaped like that of a stallion, but inside of its mouth lay rows upon rows of knife sharp fangs. Its eyes were deep red in colour, raging like the fire upon its mane. The bone containing the body of Exaltoskull rested inside of the stallion's mouth, in the third row, right in the center.
Tyranac walked forwards, adjusting to his new form, and as he did, he took note of each and every deamon watching him. Those deamons did not live for more than ten seconds after the first was killed. Tyranac laughed hoarsly, then lept through the forest, heading to the northernmost of point of Eterna Peninsula...
