[color=Crimson][h1]Argus Leandros[/h1][/color]

The sight within the chapel was nearly enough to make Argus empty the contents of his stomach, and if it weren't for the sight of the hooded figures and the men they held hostage, he very well might've have. Before he could take as ingle action, the clerics where slain and turned into undead abominations while one of the necromancers mockingly informed them that they were too late. Needless to say, Argus was disgusted by what he saw, and as the former clerics attacked, he was quick to move into action. His blade would ignite into red and black flames as he lashed out at the first monster, choosing to focus the energy currently available to him since he couldn't let loose like he normally did. His blade bit deeply into the humanoid beast, the black and red flames greedily eating away at the twisted flesh as he pushed the creature off to the side, sword and all, as he moved on to the other two. He re-quiped a dagger into each of his hands and, with a quick spin around, planted them deeply into the heads of the other two monstrosities, ending them immediately. As Argus stood over the corpses, all of them burning away into nothingness as his Godslaying flames quickly reduced them to naught but dust, he felt that some words should've been said for their souls, but he didn't know any rites to give them. 

Re-quipping his sword back to his hand, he turned to face the necromancers now, feeling a intense need to introduce them all to the sharp end of his blade, when there was a loud roar coming from a nearby room, followed soon by the twisting of wood and stone as [i]something[/i] arose from within. After the dust had settled, Argus would bear witness to the monstrosity that these vile men had brought forth, and at this point, he did end up losing his lunch. Falling to his knees as he let loose the contents of his stomach, he felt an intense feeling of hopelessness take him as the black fog rolled over them. However, as the guild mark on his neck began to shine, it was soon quashed through sheer force of will. As such, Argus took on the full brunt of this feeling, letting it weigh him down, letting the hopelessness fill his being. It would not rest there alone, however, as he soon felt his anger rise up inside of him, a rage that had started to burn in the chapel, but that this monstrosity had only fe with it's dark aura. The black fog would begin to envelop him as Argus began to draw on this dark twisted energy, slowly giving into the dark influence of his magic. All Bytan would see would be a thick, black miasma where the young man used to be, with flashes of crimson flame appearing every now and then as he let the dark power grow and fester.

[color=Crimson][i]I'm going to destroy it . . . I'm going to take to take everything it throws at me and throw it right back, eradicating it even if I have to kill myself to do it. I can do it, with as much power as it's giving me, it would be easy. I just need . . . to let go. . . to give in . . . to submit.[/i][/color]

As Argus's magic continued to grow, the pressure around his neck would tighten in response as the Seal of Denial worked to keep his power contained. Reaching up a hand, Argus prepared to break the seal now, letting loose everything he had so he could take this thing down before anyone else had to get involved or got hurt. However. . . he stopped for a moment, the words of that annoying spirt coming to mind. With this hesitation came a form of clarity as he realized what exactly would happen if he continued with his current course of action. He'd go berserk, and while he could destroy the beast, sure, he'd also end up attacking the other guild members, and even might end up going into town. He'd put everyone in danger . . . just because he didn't know how to control his own power. With a low curse, Argus took a deep breath, before releasing his hold on the miasma around him. The dark cloud would lift to reveal Argus, his eyes glowing menacingly as small pieces of it still stuck to him, a sign that he was still absorbing some of the energy. However, he looked more reserved then before, if annoyed, as he turned to Bytan.

[color=Crimson]"I'm. . . good, Bytan. Was just about to do something stupid, but I thought better of it. I'm going to go soften that thing up a bit, so if you've got something big to throw at it, you better get it ready. . . but first, I'm going to take care of some loose ends before they become a problem.[/color] Argus turned his eyes towards the necromancers as he let loose a wide slash in their direction, sending a concentrated wave of Godslaying flames in their direction. It wasn't stronger enough to kill them thanks to the seal, but it would blast them back a bit and likely knock them out, as well as leaving a nasty looking wound where it hit. With that dealt with, Argus would quickly move to engage the behemoth, switching out his sword for a brace of throwing daggers, quickly casting Crimson Gods Blessing on them as soon as they came into being. Taking aim, he'd launch them at the beasts knees and lower body, making sure they'd stick, before backing away in case it decided to counter. Taking a deep breath, Argus would gather up as much power as he could before letting loose.

[Color=Crimson][b]"Crimson Gods Wrathful Upheaval![/b][/color]

A pillar of Crimson flames would launch into the sky, acting as a sort of beacon as well for anyone who might have missed the giant abomination of undead flesh that towered over the destroyed chapel. This was the set-up for something else, but more importantly for the moment, it would also cause the daggers previously launched into the beast to explode as well, hopefully doing some form of damage to the creature, as well as spreading the flames that would begin to eat away at it's form, the flames hungrily devouring the mass of flesh. After the spell, Argus would be a bit woozy, having used a larger amount of power then he was currently capable of using, but he quickly shook it off, absorbing energy from the surrounding miasma. This time, he didn't fight against the influence of the guildmark, letting it fight off the heavy influence of the dark fog while he took a second to catch his breath.

[color=Crimson][i]I really hope the others get here sooner rather than later, because we need some heavy hitters in order to take this thing down, and I don't think I count as one anymore.[/i][/color]

[@Lugubrious]