Ryu's heart pounded in his chest as the Abyssal creature lunged toward him. Its grotesque, corrupted form bore a twisted semblance of humanity, with elongated limbs and jagged claws dripping with a shadowy substance. Each step it took seemed to darken the very air, the Abyssal energy radiating from it like an oppressive storm.
Voidfang vibrated in Ryu's grasp, vibrating in rhythm with the pulsing shard in his pocket. He met the creature's charge head-on, his blade glowing faintly with an otherworldly light.
Down swung the creature's claw, battering down on him like a plummeting boulder. Ryu darted aside, slashing Voidfang across the thing's side. The blade sliced deep, and instead of blood spilling from the wound, black inky tendrils gushed out to writhe across the ground as they tried to grasp at him.
"Not easily killed, it seems," Ryu said, clenching Voidfang in his hand.