A mass of bones and flesh. If he had access to his essence right now, this gory arts and crafts project would've been reduced to fertilizer in the blink of an eye. With Rio bouncing away like a ball and Otis shooting at budget Foreteller, it was left for Iraleth and himself to deal with the menacies.

Well maybe only Iraleth. She had the necessary bulk to deal with the onslaught of limbs, but it was obvious that they couldn't defeat it outright. Alto took the brunt of the attack and he was more capable combatant than Iraleth. Following that logic, Chunji couldn't do anything against budget Foreteller either. He could help Alto and Iraleth stall it, but that would only delay the inevitable.

Instead, he might as well take his shots, literally. Pulling out a face mask from his bag, Chunji's eyes narrowed at the perpetrators. He had only one real shot at this. Retrieving the deadly vial from his bag, he eyed the concoction before simulating his plan in his head. The first step was simple. 

First get into position. Backing away from the fight and get in range for the plan. Chunji took cautious measures to avoid budget Foreteller to ensure he wasn't in the way. Then came step two.

His left hand was filled with scalpels. No doubt the duo saw him move away from position and saw what he did with the soldiers. "Heads up!" Chuji threw an assortment of scalpels directly at the duo. They would be inclined to parry the projectiles with their blades, but none of them were poison. The real attack was the vial he threw directly afterwards.

Bodies, blood, and bones were the most nutrious for the land. They revitalized the earth as they were broken down into components for life to thrive on. It was no different with the Great Lotus Serpent, whose power allowed the process to happen instanteously. Though what would it mean for the cultivator that had its nature inverted by the very humans it sought to nuture?

As soon as the vial broke, a noxious fume blew up in front of the duo. The scent of death preserved yet rotting for over years wafted around the area. The variety of plants, animal parts that Chunji had added in were no doubt a component that was mixed in his blood. Whether it was still perpetuated remained to be seen.