Rowan did not know where his Rage stemmed from, but from the moment when those eyes opened, he had recognized himself, before it was crushed underneath by the darkness, it was like watching himself being killed all over again.
Suddenly, he wanted… needed to kill this thing, who was making a mockery of his body and soul.
His Serpents were forbidden from touching it, he would butcher it with his hands.
He kicked the creature's arms open, exposing the chest as he lifted Envy. With one swift motion, he swung the Great Axe into the chest of the creature.
The Axe was stopped by a raised hand, this creature seemed to have an impressive constitution, but the vibrational force that Envy carried shredded the limbs to mush, leaving black bones, the next blow severed that limb at the elbow, and from the open wound it bled shadow and darkness. But it was still smiling.
The eye of the creature opened wide, and Rowan was beginning to see bits of glowing red runes that reminded him of the hieroglyphics that were inside the Primordial Record; he would not let it unleash any move it was about to make.
Rowan was already swinging Envy again, The Great Axe slamming down with a metallic whine, the creature raised his other arm to block but was not fast enough and Rowan had put an extra oomph behind the blow.
The Axe buried itself into its chest, and although its constitution was high, the chest exploded into gory bits, but Rowan was surprised that the bones beneath were still relatively fine, the Axe had only managed to dig a few inches deep into it.
The bones were like black metal and had tiny spikes all over it, and reminded Rowan of a lesser version of his bones.
Rowan wrenched Envy back with a savage motion. He actively called up the Soul Reaver bloodline to pull out whatever soul was in this creature, but it was futile, for it felt blank… Soulless.
Disregarding that setback, Rowan kept swinging Envy, landing four heavy blows. The Constitution of this creature must be deceptive, or it was currently growing stronger, for Rowan felt he was cutting into a block of metal, its resistance was slowly increasing.
He was aiming for the head, but the creature was slippery. With the limited space it had, it moved its body like a snake, making sure Rowan blows did not connect with the head. The ones that came close were deflected by it, although it lost nearly all the flesh in its remaining arm.
The mouth of the creature opened and closed, as if it was searching for words or remembering how to talk.
It would be a little difficult going for the head, so Rowan went for the next best option, the limbs, and with the next three blows managed to shred off the other arm and a leg at the knee. Reducing the mobility of the creature to near zero.
Rowan was standing over it, and could finally get a clean shot at the head. Although it was tough, it did not seem to have an impressive healing factor, most likely because it was still growing and was not fully developed, so most of its abilities were not yet functional.
The runes in the eyes of the creature became half complete, and it seemed to be creating a book in its eyes, and a sense of danger filled Rowan, he paused for a fraction of a second, and the creature detected that slight misstep.
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