Chapter 134: The Beckoned Beast

Zazel would charge forward, trying to gain the advantage against the monster before him. He'd cast a sigil directly upon its body, aiming to strike at the Shadow Man's face with another curved hook. The beast merely snapped its neck and bent it in a solid right angle, evading the strike and using one of its claw-like hands to stab into his Jugular vein. The sigil that Zazel planted, however, would begin to trigger, causing the Shadow Demon to be burned by merely grazing his skin. It quickly caught on and backed itself away while snapping its neck back into place, looking at the sigil the Demon embedded within its body: Asmodeus. Most likely mixed with another sigil, the beast quickly figured out, as well as being appalled, that the boy is willing to coat his very skin with fire itself, prevent any attacks from being connected less they would be incinerated in its crossfire. The Shadow Man could feel its skin slightly scorched, with debris made on its fingertips. When it tried to brush away the dust, it could feel a stump being made.

The Demon cremated the Monster's finger by contact alone.

The group would begin to smell a stench of burnt flesh, looking at Zazel in awe at such a reckless decision, yet the boy continued his assault, charging straight forward and trying to land another hit. The Beast would be forced to try and use the area as a means of defense and offense, grabbing ahold of the rubble to try and smack it to the sigil directly, hoping that by smearing such a symbol, it would disable the magic altogether. It then tried to do a slash across the demon's body once such smearing was made, yet Zazel still carried on his assault. Despite the egregious wound, the boy delivered his hook in a heavy fashion, even creating a crater towards the wall, using the debris to stab towards the monster, allowing him ease for a barrage at its face and chest, not wanting to let it get a chance to recover properly, his bare knuckles bruising itself, yet he couldn't care less. Such was the path he has carved for himself. Such was the path he must follow. He could feel his blood dripping down from his fists, but he planted his feet further on the ground as he continued his assault, staring down at the monster with a burning hatred.

Such hatred began to reflect upon the beast, the group seeing that it was not the only thing being injured, as the area began to shake and crumble before everyone, debris falling down as if an earthquake has emerged. The walls began to crack itself apart, with the echo being heard across the entire area. Once again, Zazel remained undeterred. He continued his beating against the Shadow figure, grabbing it by the arms or legs if it dared try to escape to continue such savagery. Such strikes left Pria and Harvard amazed as well as being able to understand to such magic. A Critical weakness to it. The other Pria, however, still remained terrified, shaking at the sight of such pain, which the Shadow Person quickly took notice. Almost instantly, in the midst of such strikes, the Beast would be given an opening, slashing at the boy across his stomach, before delivering a roundhouse kick to hurl him at a wall. Despite the injuries, the boy still stood up and charged at the creature, Asmodeus and Eligos being set up once again. The Demon tried to blast down a beam of heat, yet the monster was quick in dodging out of the way, curving itself at a wide angle and stretching its arms out to strike at the Demon's eyes.

SHIKK!!

The arms would be stabbed almost instantly, a chain being seen going through it, whipped so as to have the chain extend its length and tie up the monster's arms. Such a chain came from Harvard's Card, where he would approach the fight. "Sheesh, you're REALLY different now....I didn't expect you to go this far to help someone."

Zazel simply smiled, curving the flames upward so as to cook the Shadow Person alive. "Well, You would wanna do the same, yeah?" He would ask, to which the Card Magician would nod as a response.

"Yeah, I would. Just didn't expect you to do it as well. At least not taking the lead directly...."

"You're kinda more like a wingman when it comes to things like this."

As the two got within their stance, they would start their assault. Harvard using the chains to pull the beast forward and casting a spell, creating multiple appendages once more to barrage the Shadow Man in the same manner, whilst Zazel would have the flames spread, using its heat as a way to find where it is, attempting to cook the monster alive, similar to that of the Brazen Bull. The Beast would twitch and spasm, creating multiple appendages to try and combat the odds against it, yet the children kept going. Harvard would set up a spell to create another version of himself, a copy, in order to cast more chains and bind the Shadow Man's newly grown arms, even attempting to get on top of the monster and hogtie the limbs in place. Zazel, meanwhile, continued his roasting, having Harvard set up a spell to create his own limbs, embedding it with Ronove in order to cause the sound to echo within its body, doing this by punching the infected arms with enough force to penetrate into its body, with the sound reverberated in its internal structure. The beast howled and screamed like made as it was being abused in such a manner, thrashing and slamming itself into the walls, wanting a chance to escape. Despite the fear being visibly by the Other Pria, it wasn't being enough. Within a few minutes, the monster was finally downed, its limp body struck down, callously dropped into nothing more than a burnt sack of meat, disintegrating itself to be apart of the walls and broken rock.

Their answer was found. There was a way to kill these creatures.