As Landon struggled to survive the attacks of Scylla, a sound came to him. It was music. [i]Who is playing music here and now?[/i] He didn't have time to contemplate what could be the cause of the music as more attacks relentlessly came for him. The back forth between him and Scylla was never going to end. The two mortals could have gone on forever like that, but fortunately for Landon he began to feel rejuvenated, and even a little stronger. The music coursed through him, making him stronger. The musics effects didn't work on the controlled. They had to feel it for themselves, and they certainly weren't themselves right now. Landon's moves began to flow and ebb with the beat now. As it calmed and soothed Landon felt rejuvenated, as the beat picked up he found himself getting ever closer to Scylla herself. During the bass drops he found an inner power that was different from the curses seal. Heads flew off left and right as the beat pushed him to act without hesitation. Landon had become unstoppable.

He finally made it through the seemingly endless tentacles to Scylla's body. He found an opening in the attacks and reared back plunge his blade through her. At that moment a head came up from behind and latched onto his arm. It tried to pull him back, but he froze himself to the floor. As the wolf bit and pulled harder Landon yanked himself forward again and stuck Scylla with his other arm. The wolf bit down terribly at that and ripped Landon's arm completely off and crushed it in his jaws. Scylla would have probably survived his attack, but he kept his blade and arm inside of her and began to spread a deep freeze throughout her. As the freeze spread throughout her, the parts it touched stopped. Soon her body was immobile and the tentacles froze in awkward shapes as it seemed they tried to futily escape it's progression. Landon had won, but it was at a cost. 

A large pool of blood had formed at the base of where his arm was torn off. He released his feet again and walked a paces away from it. A steady stream was running from his shoulder down his body. An idea came to him from his previous practices. Dark ice began to grow out of his wound and stretched out down the side of his body. It began to take the form of an arm as it completed it's process. When his new arm and hand was created he tried moving it about. It looked awkward as the limb made of ice and darkness swirled and coursed as he moved it about. [color=00aeef][i]Well it certainly feels weird, but I guess I'll have to get good at working with this from now on.[/i][/color]]He moved it around a bit more trying to adust to the feel and swung it about as if stretching his muscles. Landon began to notice the other gods fighting and felt ready enough to continue the fight.