by The Kingpin » Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:31 pm
Unleashing a brutal barrage of impaling strikes, the Warlord mercilessly mangled his victim while it was down and helpless. to further ruin it's chances of survival, Damaar slammed the base of his shield down into one of the Crustacean's armoured legs, crunching right through the limb and severing it at the 'knee', the armoured creature screeching in agony as it was brutally mauled by the mechanical monstrosity, the creature being flailed alive by Damaar's animalistic onslaught, the armour along it's flank having been torn completely apart, exposing the glowing flesh beneath, magma spilling from the wounds. Damaar growled lowly as he looked up from his victim, sensing other large entities approaching him, his talons being tilted to face opposite directions as he held the Crustacean down with a foot to keep it in place, rending the creature's form violently as he screeched into the sky, the sheer extent of the damage dealt instantly killing it, its life force being absorbed ferociously fast, the magma-like blood and flesh losing their bright glow swiftly as the creature was drained, its remains decaying as the blackish cloud of dust grew ever larger, making visible identification of the Warlord from the sky impossible, engulfed in the black cloud. All the while, the darkness of his form was slowly gaining a series of whitish streaks, the glowing crack-like markings in his horns and between his plates expanding as more energy flooded into his being, gradually re-energising the beast after eons of starvation...
The destruction in the Amazon had not escaped the Sentinel, who was watching calmly from above, his attention split between that, and the emergence of King Ghidorah as a weapon of DHARMA's design. Primarch-2. His apparent replacement. Just as he had suspected. However, it would be intriguing to see what it was capable of. its target was primarily a non-aggressive creature to humanity. Locking one of DHARMA's old satellites on the events unfolding there, Horus decided to investigate South America. It was time he dealt with this kryll situation. they were growing bothersome. tilting himself in the upper atmosphere, the Dragon's jets roared to life, launching him down towards South America...
The Ghidorah would've heard the beast before he saw it. a sharp whistling screech hummed in the distance as the beast dove down to the surface of the water, plucking up an Orca whale from its pod before ascending once more, eating the creature between its lion-like taloned paws, wings thumping powerfully to keep it in the air...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG