[center][h2]Claws and Scythes[/h2]
[b]Luxrian[/b]
[i]Themerlinhawk[/i][/center]


Luxrian crashed into the deck before rolling and slithering over the ground towards the Shiba. Like some primordial apocalypse of a being it moved with an ancient and malevolent purpose. One of the Therax’ Sowers of Sorrow. The lesser Knights fled the area around the two combatants as Luxrian’s coils crushed the life from any still standing. It was pathetic. These were the best this world had to offer? So unsatisfying. It mattered not how advanced they thought they were. In the end they would all be ground to dust under the might of Therax and the other Outer Gods. Shedding its outer skin the poison was quickly secreted from the Aberrations body in slow drips as it moved across the deck of Blackwing. As it finished shedding its scales immediately hardened again. All of the damage to its form up until now had been cast aside with a single molting. With a sudden coil and a spring the Aberration launched itself through the air. Bringing its two leading scythes down over the top slashing at Shiba’s wings. At the same time the Aberration brought its other scythes in from underneath aiming for the soft spot underneath Shiba’s rib cage. 

A torrent of whispers poured forth from the Aberration: [i]I smell weakness. How saddening really I thought for a second you would actually be a challenge. Your kind are so pathetic. I’ve slaughtered beings like you across a thousand worlds, and hundreds of your life times. You even thought poison could bring me down. Fool. I’m not of this world and never will be. Give in and I will make your death as painless as possible.[/i]