Interlude Twelve
End of Exaltoskull's Story
Exaltoskull's body phased into view, a powerful spine above an even stronger looking abdomen. Plates of shadow like armour shone in the part light that glimmered over the body of the Deamon Shadow. Claws sharp as the sharpest knife in existance protruded from his four legs, and wings blacker than night sprouted from his shoulder blades. His head was covered in golden armour, and his jaws were lined with teeth that matched the sharpness of his claws. His legs were powerful and aerodynamic at the same time, and his tail had become a powerful whip like tool for him. His eyes were no longer red, but black, containing the Deamon Shadow's essence in them.
Tyranac's body changed from purple to white immediately, his form also changing into a blanket. Tyranac leapt up, draping his body over Exaltoskull, containing the new deamon creation. But Exaltoskull's power was exploding out of his body at an enormous rate, and even Tyranac's body could not contain the power. Exaltoskull burst out of Tyranac's containment, and cried out a cry out pure hatred.
"Why? Why did you do this to me?" he exclaimed, even as the Deamon Shadow clawed its way out of its new body. Tyranac changed back to his stallion form, and spoke calmly, trying in vain to control the deamon.
"You made the decision yourself-
"Don't give me that bull! You knew the outcome, yet you failed to explain that to me. You only said I might die, not what I'd go through!''
''I did know that... something might have gone wrong... but what's happened here was... unpredictable...''
Exaltoskull eyed Tyranac, but before he knew what was happening, the Deamon Shadow took over. An arm made completely of shadow emerged from Exaltoskull's body and made a grasp for Tyranac. Tyranac dodged, but the shadow arm was too fast.
''Agghhh!'' Tyranac's cry of pain deafened Exaltoskull for a moment, but before the deamon and his Shadow could fight back, Tyranac was upon them, slashing away madly at the two beings who had become one. And suddenly he wasn't. Tyranac looked around but the plain they had been fighting on was empty except for himself. Exaltoskull was gone, and even the presence of the Deamon Shadow was not present...
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A body darker than night emerged in an alien world. His eyes search the baren landscape, but he could see nothing, hear nothing, nor feel anything.
''Where... am I?'' Cried Exaltoskull. But he would not find an answer. No one would answer him for a while...
