Inside the Swamplands of the Second Labor.
ROOOAAARRR!!!
The nine heads of the Nine-Headed Hydra roared with such intensity and vigor that it shook the space within the swamp. Extreme rage and hatred reflected within its eyes as seven of its heads turned and locked their gazes in a certain direction.
Opening their humongous, threatening maws in unison they collectively spat out a pressurized stream of black-green-colored condensed poison. The stream of poison cut across the air and instantly closed the distance between its target.
Lucius, who was the target of their collective wrath, watched the stream of death and corrosion close in on him and calmly moved.
Condensing tiles of soul power underneath his legs, he shot out with his body at speeds unseen by the naked eye. Turning into a blurry phantom, his figure instantly appeared behind the enraged behemoth and the scythe within his hands was swung down once again.
'[Slash]'