[color=#1A1A3B][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]		    unfortunately found himself caught in the outer expanse of the electrical conflagration as it slashed through the air in every direction like violent actinic roots branching at strange and arcane angles. In the instant before he was struck, Farren had three thoughts, first that Gerlinde and Torquil hadn’t retreated, second being a simple set of expletives, and third being that the sight was a form of violent beauty that he knew he’d never bore witness to in his prior life.

A strange sense of appreciation thus washed through him in the instant right before roots of searing voltaic pain cascaded through his flesh. Farren’s muscles, eyelids included, twitched and spasmed, but he managed not to allow that to entirely throw him off, landing with more grace than one might expect given when he’d endured. Farren slid to a halt some 4 meters from the Darkbeast, jaw tight, pupils blown wide even as his eyes almost bulged from how wide he was holding them. A beat passed, and then he managed to extract a blood vial, stab it into his leg, and depress it with a pained hiss. [color=#1A1A3B][b]“Agh…”[/b][/color] he snarled out as his regeneration kicked back into action, going from a sluggish pace to a rapid reinvigoration of his earthly vessel.

The vial returned to his pouch as he pressed forwards, inhaling sharply before he began to pick up speed until he was fully running at the Darkbeast. [color=#1A1A3B][b]“Ragged bastard,”[/b][/color] Farren growled out just before reaching it, then he was next to its head. Without hesitation, his flesh renewed by then, Farren stabbed the twin unified Blades of Mercy into its eye sockets and then wrenched out the Blades. Yet, a jerk of his wrists during the motion allowed him to deliberately split his Blades, leaving one Effigial Blade and one True Blade of Mercy embedded in the creature’s head, while he withdrew their twins.

With a wrath that might have surprised even him if he’d had any mind to reflect in that moment, Farren then began to lay blow after blow upon the monster’s neck, slicing away flesh and fur as he repeatedly scoured and split away at its vertebrae once more. Finally…he’d found an outlet for the rage that had bubbled in his gut ever since the violation of the Garden.

Finally he had [i]prey[/i].