Thread:AngryLance/@comment-39280634-20191112191804/@comment-28144855-20191127010957

BLOOD DEMON ART: Battle Mutation-Offensive Style, Full Force(tm)

The one that's not supposed to be watched his foe mutating into an unsightly overgrown 'thing', as he dubbed IT, standing a small distance away from the mutating freak covered in a tattered black robe with a hood over his head.

The demon pressed hard to squeeze all he had from his Blood Art was putting on display what could be called the perfect interpretation of the term body horror. His form was growing in size and strength rapidly, yet what was disturbing was his body, now a swelling, pulsating amalgamation of limbs, horns, tentacles and a shapeless mass of flesh. The whole of the swirling lump was constantly changing shapes and forms. The sounds that accompanied the whole show were the proverbial cherry onto this  'cake of nightmares', making the whole process even more chill inducing for the human onlookers. The sound of bones snapping, flesh squishing and splatting liquid was making all so morbidly vivid, several humans around started vomiting.

What only a few between them was aware was the rapid increase in the demon's exerted pressure, subsequently it's sheer power which was growing steadily.

The hooded man, himself looking quite 'demonic' albiet to a lesser extent than before his fall wasn't judging, far from it, he was curious about the demon's new look, capabilities and power as he waited patiently, his own features hidden from the  Hashira and his underlings present on location by his hood as well as the veil of the night itself. The Echo, or just Echo as he was officialy known now  taking the name given to him by an energetic Demon Girl, an old friend of his was patiently waiting for his opponent to finally get ready to fight.

If anyone could see his visage now they'd see a small ,confident smile etched onto his wide mouth full of pointy sharp teeth, eager to test his foes might compared against his in a battle to the very end, a battle to the death.

(There you go folks, a present from me for you for my early Bday. I know it's somewhat out of context, but it should be enough to get an idea of the happening.)