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The screeching wails of the wind fused with the shrill cries of the Spriggan pod, driving wave after wave of chills down Elias' spine.

The once-calm forest had turned from light greens and soft browns to bloody reds and void-like blacks. The Grimm's pupils dilated until they consumed most of his iris, leaving a narrow line of blue around a circle of pure black. Every detail was enhanced, every movement tracked and identified within milliseconds.

The sounds of the forest faded away, replaced by the sound of rushing blood and labored breaths. Every muscle, tendon, and ligament in his body screamed with the ache to unleash its potential, to ravage and rend anything that dare stray too far close to it. The wit and intelligence of man faded away, replaced by the primal brutality of a savage.

Elias lashed out with his chain, grinning with sadistic glee as it wrapped itself around the outstretched arm of his opponent. Elias mustered all of his strength and yanked on the chain, dragging the poor creature towards its end. Several roots exploded from the ground to stop Elias' blow, however his arm moved far too quickly, cleaving the Spriggan's forearm clean off.

A piercing wail traveled through the forest as the creature wailed in pain, calling out for aid. It levitated off of the ground and drifted away at an incredible pace, dodging through the trees away from the hunter. Elias growled and sprinted after it, quickly overtaking the wounded creature.

Elias tackled the creature to the ground, pinning it by its chest and lifting his scythe high above his head. In a single, brutal motion, he cleaved the Spriggan's head clean in half, burying his blade into the earth. Wind and green energy swirled around him, ruffling his hair and clothing as the Spriggan's spirit departed from its body, flowing into the plants and trees surrounding Elias and flowing back into the heart of the forest.

The blood red sunlight shone harshly through the leaves, illuminating the form of three other Spriggans emerging from the woods. The path was obstructed by two obstacles: a Wesen, and a woman.

Ripping his scythe from the ground, the hunter broke into a sprint towards the pod of Spriggans, his form hunched low to the ground. The movement of his body was unnatural and animalistic, removing any notion that the creature controlling Elias body' was human.

As Alexis blade pierced the Wesen, Elias reached the pair. His path was the most direct route to the Spriggans, and he would remove anything in his path. Elias barreled straight past Alexis, his shoulder clipping her side and sending her form spinning off to the side, flying a short distance before landing on the twisted roots of a tree.

As the Spriggans flew towards the Grimm, he leaped, sailing over twenty feet before intercepting the first Spriggan mid air.

The new trio of Spriggans were much more coordinated than the previous, lone creature, allowing them to easily intercept and ensnare Elias. The sprites weaved in and out of his range, bringing roots forth from the earth to bind his body to the ground. Creatures from all directions swarmed the Grimm, plunging their various teeth, claws, and barbs into his body.

Hornets swarmed him, filling his chest and back with enough venom to kill an owl. He roared with rage, ripping at the vines, however for each plant he uprooted, another filled its place, pinning him to the earth as the swarm devoured his skin.

The Spriggans worked quickly, covering his eyes with leaves and ripping at his skin and clothes with thorns, tearing him apart. Rage boiled within his chest as the world melded into a solid crimson. An unearthly howl of anger and pain broke through his throat, echoing through the woods and imprinting itself in the mind of every living creature around.

Elias ripped his arm free from the roots and threw his scythe with all of the force he could muster, impaling it into the shoulder of the largest Spriggan. The swarm of hornets, obviously being controlled by the wounded Spriggan, broke form, darting away from the thrashing form on the forest flood.

Elias' body continued to rage, rolling around in the sea of roots and leaves as he attempted to free himself from the magical grasp of the forest spirits.

[@Wick]