Grom pulled out three more short spears as he picked out another target, or targets in this case. He then griped all three in his massive fist as he threw them straight toward Ris and the two girls hauling her off.

"NO!" Dremmick screamed, and in an instant he subconsciously used his real powers. A burst of blood magic erupted from his bandages arm, tearing away the bandages. A large shield formed in front of Cilia, Ris, and Crystal. It was a dark metallic crimson red and shrouded in a black misty haze. It also had the very distinct smell of blood. The three spears hit the shield and they fell to the ground with a woody clatter, doing little to nothing against it.

There was a momentary silence as the scene sunk in. Dremmick had never used his power openly before without covering it up as something else. His arm now exposed from under the bandages it could now be seen for what it was. it was all gnarled and scarred up. I was a horrific and macabre thing covered in wounds and sores. From those wounds and sores, there was a terrible amount of bleeding, however, it was from this that the crimson construct that shielded the girls came from. Dremmick retracted his shield and turned away from the rest of the group. He was ashamed of his hideous arm and now the secret of his vile cursed magic was out. He couldn't bare anyone to see it. He pulled his hood back over his head as he said in a low tone, "Please leave. This is not how I wish for you to see me."

"Blood magic..., you never cease to disappoint," Grom said, "I'll put you out of your misery worm." The hulking figure started to run toward Dremmick. Dremmick, in return, painfully pulled the spear out of his side, though it seemingly healed immediately because he went on to charge at his foe.