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The Magna Pater's capabilities had again been lowballed by the adventurers, but through no fault of their own. Then again perhaps it should have been apparent, given how it had appeared in the forest along with several reality warpers. That might have been a hint that it wouldn't be so easy to bypass its black magic.
Its powers were simple and not inherently deadly, but they were entirely pure in that simplicity. There was no undercutting them. It couldn't be perceived via any means that was not of the known five senses as science knew them, and it saw what its prey saw. It had been called across space and time before by summoning rituals, a barrier that its Malocchio had no difficulty in overcoming. It was, after all, an elder horror. If it so wished, it could grant its victims the sight of countless dead worlds scattered throughout the continuum, via the eyes of its many children who endlessly devoured each other and healed to create a single organism ecosystem, an autocannibalistic amalgam interconnected by a psychic link as long and as old as time itself. A simple but pure power, indeed.
Eubeal would find that the creature wouldn't register even as a blank with his quantum sense. It was as if it had never been there to begin with.
Eleanor would find that popping into the future would do little to alleviate the sight of the monster rushing towards her.
As for Satori, there could be no doubt that she had assessed the Magna Pater's fighting style fairly. It had rather poor defences as well, but it made up for them with reaction speed and intelligence. In terms of raw physical strength, it wasn't a slouch either. Its bones were one thing, but its wings and claws were another.
Still, Satori wasn't the monster's target. It would begin wildly slashing as it neared, but as it reached Satori it would reveal a surprise of its own. From its flailing left arm would a glob of mucous suddenly be slung with phantasmagoric speed, from only a five feet away, directly at the woman's face.
Its powers were simple and not inherently deadly, but they were entirely pure in that simplicity. There was no undercutting them. It couldn't be perceived via any means that was not of the known five senses as science knew them, and it saw what its prey saw. It had been called across space and time before by summoning rituals, a barrier that its Malocchio had no difficulty in overcoming. It was, after all, an elder horror. If it so wished, it could grant its victims the sight of countless dead worlds scattered throughout the continuum, via the eyes of its many children who endlessly devoured each other and healed to create a single organism ecosystem, an autocannibalistic amalgam interconnected by a psychic link as long and as old as time itself. A simple but pure power, indeed.
Eubeal would find that the creature wouldn't register even as a blank with his quantum sense. It was as if it had never been there to begin with.
Eleanor would find that popping into the future would do little to alleviate the sight of the monster rushing towards her.
As for Satori, there could be no doubt that she had assessed the Magna Pater's fighting style fairly. It had rather poor defences as well, but it made up for them with reaction speed and intelligence. In terms of raw physical strength, it wasn't a slouch either. Its bones were one thing, but its wings and claws were another.
Still, Satori wasn't the monster's target. It would begin wildly slashing as it neared, but as it reached Satori it would reveal a surprise of its own. From its flailing left arm would a glob of mucous suddenly be slung with phantasmagoric speed, from only a five feet away, directly at the woman's face.