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Kalikmalo Bramah Thalmen

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The Chamber of the Gods glowed stark-white after the leaching of its color, and against the white backdrop stood a colossus whose black form seemed to drink in the brightness of the room. He stood like a shadow, his arms arranged into artistic positions as he stood like a candelabra before the shattered remains of the once treacherous bowl. The first pair of arms were raised above his head, index fingers touching thumbs to form circles between them, while the remaining three fingers were raised and curled likes crescent blades. The second pair were crossed before a chest, muscles swollen with strength and seemingly chiseled from obsidian rock. The third pair had their palms pressed together in a prayer. The fourth were wide open with the palms turned up and fingers curled up toward the ceiling.

A rock-like crackle resonated throughout the chamber amidst the clashing of blades and fleeing of demigods. The fingers of the fourth pair of arms had budged as the joints of the demigod popped in the first time in years. Sheets of dust tumbled from the titan’s hands and arms as vibrations of movement passed throughout his body. Like ice cracking free from a mountain side, the sounds of loosening tendon were heard as the arms of the statue moved fluidly curling inward toward his chest and face like the legs of an arachnid.

Red slits sliced across the demigod’s face, slowly widening as a pair of white-burning suns gazed upon the circular chamber. They took in the bowl and the lingering Children. The titan’s chest swelled as the air whistled as it was sucked into his nostrils like a great vacuum. His chest swelled, expanding. His lips rolled back presenting jagged black teeth before his jaws parted as a mighty yawn shook the hall like the roar of a divine beast. The demigod’s arms stretched as high as they could, his arms elongating to touch the ceiling, palms going flat against it as his fingers inspected the stone’s thickness. When his teeth came back together, his arms lowered, rippling as they contracted in length back to their normal proportions.

When the demigod took his first step, the entire Pit knew and not just those in his presence. The floor quaked with his every step, shards of the bowl shattered further beneath his feet. Kalik’s arms continued to stretch as he walked. He stepped over the corpse of Therelon’s Devoted, even the titan being so large was not clumsy. He raised his great foot above the heads of the guards who had once been transfixed by the match between the dragon and his descendant but were now frozen in awe by the giant that smoothly passed by them, his passing felt like a gust.

A few guards turned, reluctant to give chase. How many of them would it had taken to stop a demigod of that size?

Down a corridor in the direction the titan was walking, five guards were kneeling, clinging to the walls as they endured what felt like an earthquake shaking the floor. The vibrations grew harsher as those who managed to peer up from the floor saw what appeared to be a dark silhouette approaching them. They had to crane their heads higher to see the crimson eyes that were gleaming in the dark.

“Wha-what? What is that?” a guard whimpered.

The other guard across from him frowned and gulped down a dry lump of anxiety. “One of the gods…”

“H-how are we supposed to stop that!?”

Sliding his bow from his shoulder, the other guard reached behind his head to remove an arrow from his quiver and nocked it.

“You think that little arrow is going to stop it?”

“They’re not as strong as they used to be.”

The other pit guards began to draw their bows and nock their arrows. A second before they released them, the doubtful guard’s eyes widened in fright when he saw a third eye appear on the giant’s forehead. The arrows whistled into the darkness, and the demigod abruptly stopped. One of his hands backhanded the arrows and the doubtful guard could hear them clatter against the wall. It had happened so fast. So fast that he wasn’t given a second to react. The demigod’s same hand had shot over his head. He felt only a gust washing over him and a loud THOOM! as the titan’s hand slammed down upon the three pit guard’s that had been behind him. Both he and his comrade stood in stunned silence as they heard the bones being crushed as the giant’s hand gathered the bodies of their squad into a fist. When he retracted it, blood slapped audibly and dribbled upon the floor and sprinkled the heads of the surviving guards.

The legs of the doubtful guard then gave out beneath him as he dropped to his knees in a hopeless stupor, while the guard across from him slumped against the wall to regard the demigod with an empty stare. They watched as the titan brought his fist to his mouth and began feasting on the guards’ bodies, crunching and slurping up their remains. Kalik splayed his fingers as his white-glowing tongue reached like a lengthy slug to lap the blood from his fingers. It had been the first thing he had eaten in ages and a pleased rumble escaped his throat.

“Mere raaste mein jao aur tum mar jaega,” they felt the titan’s voice in their chests, gripping their lungs. The guards hadn’t understood him, but they had made no move to halt his path toward the stairwell. As they near hugged the walls, the demigod walked by and was soon able to see the grand spiraling staircase that led to the surface.

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Name: Fenrir-O (quadruped form)
Location: Korin's Tower
Mentions: Korin @Weird Tales@NacNak

The grey wolf stepped back from the rails and turned his head to regard the white cat that approached with his wooden staff clutched in paw.

Yajirobe would it kill you to take a bath when you get back?! I swear it smells like a dog’s up her-eaAH!?

The corners of the wolf’s maw curled in a smile after startling the creature. The cat looked frightened and confused.

Yajirobe! What did I tell you about bringing wild animals to the tower!? Especially dogs!? You know I hate dogs!

“I am a Beastman to be exact,” Fenrir-O corrected. His voice was clear and he made his intelligence known. “I occupy this form when I wish to conserve my ki or frighten cats. But I am wolf by breed and not dog.”

Fenrir-O’s triangular ears stood straight up when he sensed an approaching energy signature. His wet nose wiggled some and wrinkles threatened to groove his snout, but he resisted. The stranger arrived, and he too had been a Beastman or appeared to be one. The wolf regarded the creature, saying nothing as he went on to explain himself. So he had been in the same boat as him…he unfortunately was talking to the wrong being.

Fenrir-O sat upon his haunches and regarded the wolf before he explained: “I am Fenrir-O, and we share the same predicament. I cannot answer your questions.”

He then looked over to the white cat with his ears raised curiously. “But perhaps our feline friend can?”

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