Kazemitsu

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

It fixed itself while I was away at a horse farm with the gf

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura's blow landed, a nice solid hit. But the sound wasn't, no bones crunching or flesh tearing. Just an odd sproing like a sound from Sonic the Hedgehog. Snarling his body changed once more. His maddened lunging dash replaced with a solid wave of red. Eyes dotted his body as waves of slime crashed forward. "Your puppets will not save you, boy! I will destroy everything for what you have done!!! Asura roared. He wasn't as big as Mother Slime but his sentience and that all of that murderous intent was intimidating. It was rare to see such rage where Asura was from.

Jason was to far away to hit, but Asura still had shards of rat bones within his gooey body. He had planned to act like a porcupine at one point. But right now they would make good projectiles. He lined them up within himself, much like a bullet was lined up in the chamber, and applied Smash to them as he forcefully ejected them from his body. He didn't have many, but he was aiming as best he could in his mad surging dash after Jason.

Obviously the closer he got to Jason the more accurate his shots would get. And he was getting closer. The amorphous slime was much faster than Jason and he was working himself as hard as he could to destroy that distance once more. His body was lacing with lightning, his Overwork cranking high as he acted like a tidal wave. He wasn't stupid either, he knew he'd be using far more Stamina than he should be. So he was sucking up any lichen and mold that was on the ground. Along with any insects that just unfortunately crossed his path. He was a literal wave of mad destruction at this point.

It ddn't take long for him to run out of bone needles. So he picked up pebbles and stones. But he didn't apply magic to them, he used Smash like when he had engaged the Skeletons. Sending those rocks, which were much easier to aim, screaming through the air at Jason.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

So discord is down for me, which is just fucking dandy.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura's mind was filled with glee as the skeleton goblin was finally destroyed. But his happiness was short lived when he heard a horrendous scream from behind. His 'attention' was drawn to Mother Slime who seemed to be crying and brokenly calling his name. Something had hurt her and quite badly.No no no nonononono Like a snake he slid over to her and immediately shoved his remaining herbs into her membrane. He absentmindedly sent a wide tendril to brush away the other skeleton that lurked near her, strangely not attacking yet. "Eat them, consume the leaves! They'll heal you!" He exclaimed, genuine worry showed in his voice. During the whole four days the people had been conscious he had mostly been monotone, emotionless. Mother Slime had helped him loosen up somewhat, but more importantly she let him teach her. He was more her parent than the other way around as this point.

He had never had children when he was a human and he had adopted Mother Slime as his own. Little bouts of red electricity ran over Asura's form as he turned towards Jason. His shift was quick thanks to his more liquid body. He had arms, basic three fingered hands, and a torso with a massive red eye in the chest full of fury. All of it aimed at Jason.

"You will die, foolish child. You will die alone and in more pain than your pathetic mind can imagine." He growled out. His voice was colder than ice and menacingly, not matching the psychotic rage that laid within that great eye. It would remind anyone of how a serial killer would speak and the tone they tended to use from movies. But Asura wasn't a movie, he was very very real. Asura had clearly not been of sound mind while alive. His arms, each his maximum reach, lashing out. Pulling his body forward as fast as he could. Almost like a mad dog despite the smoothness of his movements. Whatever adrenaline slimes could produce was going, making him move faster than previously shown. Each time a hand landed it was with a rather loud thoom followed by the rapid slither of his base. The drums of death coming for Jason.

It had been a long time since Asura had felt something aside from control. Control to not kill someone. To not cave their head in with a single powerful blow. To not tear them apart with machinery or tools. Here though, he didn't need control. He just needed power and force. Which he had both of within this small cluster of beings. So he let his control go, let his old murderous madness rise to the surface, fed by his rage towards the stone slime, for harming HIS child.

Despite his rage, Asura was hyper aware. Like when he boxed, or got in the scraps at the bars, he was looking around for any signs of actual danger. That great eye flitted about, looking at the ground. But that wasn't the full spectrum of how Asura was operating. His whole body was an organ, slimes didn't have a central set of eyes like humans. So why think like one? His 'body' was looking right at Jason as he destroyed the distance between the pair. One great arm pulling back, soaking with the red lightning of Smash aimed right for his center of mass.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura huffed as he took the two blows, but the skeleton goblins didn't fare much better. The spear wielders sternum was destroyed and the others ankle seemed to be dislocated. Which was strange considering they had no cartilage or sinew to hold them together. Either way he wasn't complaining until a Rock Spire popped up in front of him. Snorting he surged around it, flowing like water on either side of it as he went after the skeleton goblins. Of course he was interrupted once more by a Mana Bolt.

"Leave him be for now, Mother. Take the other Skeleton." Asura called out.

It struck him, giving him that familiar burning feeling. So he ate a Healing Herb, he had taken five hits so far. But a good tank didn't take risks when it came to health. Ignoring the ghost wisp he surged towards Gawain, the slower of the pair due to its ankle. Instead of becoming a slender tendril he used his whole body as a stretched wall. His entire mass glowing as he went for a Smash that would hold all of the power he could muster. His liquid nature gave him a good spread but nothing was perfect.

So as a follow up, in case he missed, a pair of bludgeoning pseudopods would lash out towards Gawain since Asura wouldn't have taken his 'eyes' off of it. He had been aware in this body for roughly four days and he had gotten used to his jelly nature. His mind was adapting quickly to the slimes way of sensing things as well so his movements were less erratic.

Metroid: Final Protocol

He stepped into the room, he's not in the corridor and hasn't since he tore the door out of its housing.

Metroid: Final Protocol

@UltimoScorp Kaze has left enough room for people to get around him if they needed to...he had been like that since the fight started

The Fallen Goddess - A Journey of Heroes

Kharne hummed to himself as his great arm moved in. A loud crack and then the creak of wood while a tree thundered down to the ground. The dull rumble rang out for a moment as limbs settled and cracked, birds flew off in clouds of chirping masses. The behemoth of a reptilian man slid a massive axe into a loop at his waist before he casually tore the trees limbs off and made a neat pile of them. With a grunt Kharne hoisted the tree up onto his shoulder while his tail coiled about the limbs. Fire wood for the camp, he had already felled five other trees since they arrived at the village.

The giant man walked through the mashed down underbrush from his previous paths. His ears flicked forward at the sounds of many more voices and hoof beats. Considering the lack of an alarm he reasoned it was the other armies finally showing up.Huffing he continued to lumber through the woods until he got to the village. A shrug and the tree fell to the ground with a crash while his tail added the limbs he held to the rather large pile that was already made.

Kharne ignored everyone and moved with a purpose. His huge stride ate up the distance between him and his Commander. He could find the woman anywhere if her scent remained. "Have they been briefed about me...? We don't need an incident..." He said, that deep voice nearly painful to listen to. He stood about ten feet away from S'venia and dusted the bark and debris from his shoulder and tail. He hadn't taken those crimson orbs off of her figure.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura was surprised what he had done had actually worked a bit. The stone had flown further and harder than he could have done with just his own body. He'd have to play with that some more later. The stone was hit by one of the skeletons wielding a club and seemed to damage that weapon pretty damn good. If his knowledge from games was right once those weapons broke the skeletons would be significantly weaker.

But it'd just be faster to take out the skeletons. Undead tended to be pesky annoyances in the long run if they aren't taken care of sooner rather than later. The same skeleton got in the way of the sweep and blocked, but his weapon took more damage while the 'hammer' blow to Leonidas cracked the undead beings sternum. Good damage for it being half assed since he was focusing on all three skeletons.

Ardur joined the fight surprisingly as a little angry comet. He wiped out a skeleton in a single strike through muscle and magic. "Good on ya kid." Asura called out just as he got whacked and then stabbed. The damage was minimal and he simply huffed. One of you couldn't have a blade, could ya. Noooooo." He muttered, and just as he was about to attack once more a familiar voice hollered out drawing his attention.

Rolling his eyes he hollered back. "Undead don't work for anyone but whoever raised em. I know for a fact you don't have necromancy, boy." He yelled before forcing some his attention back on the skeletons in front of him. He wasn't some random mindless mob running on an AI, he had way higher brain functions than that. One had half stepped back to put more weight into a spear thrust while the other going for a home run swing. Focusing on the pair his pseudopods snaked out and he tried to Counter the pair.

He did see Mother Slime start rolling towards Jason and co, that damned Warcry had aggroed her and she lacked the higher brain functions and critical thinking. "Mother Slime ignore it, come over here!" He hollered, trying to get her attention to come help him and Ardur. Not that the pair truly needed it. He hadn't noticed Asteria get Ardur to calm down.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

As Asura looked over the situation he started to grow annoyed. Skeletons that were armed showed up. They hadn't come from any of the goblins yesterday. So someone had armed them or they had armed themselves from whatever was laying around in the cave. The undead, aside from higher tiered ones, had virtually no brain power considering some other power raised them. Even Ghouls and Wights tended to be on the stupid side despite rising on their own in video games.

Ardur's positioning made him think that he had been practicing something, and instead of fucking over a forest he was firing into a cave that had little vegetation to catch...whatever it was he was practicing. Fire? Pure mana force? He might ask later. More goblins were approaching and didn't seem friendly at all given that the female one was test swinging a bladed club. He had no desire to try and name that ancient weapon due to it being to fucking long and complicated.

Another explosion rocked the area with surprising strength. None of the monsters he knew currently were capable of that amount of force. It was more like the dynamite he had used during demolitions or debris clearing. What the hell was that group up to? Whatever he'd deal with it later.

"You might wanna take flight, kid." Asura said as he pointed at the goblins. The other end he tried to apply Smash to the rock he had been lifting to make it fly further and stronger. "Assist the pixie there, Ardur, if the goblins get nasty." He said to Mother Slime. "Don't eat him and don't attack unless they do first." He continued as he slithered rapidly along the ground. Trying to push himself to go Faster.

Within five feet of the skele-blins he lashed out. Stretching his 'limbs' as far as he could to sweep as hard as he could across the three skeletons. While that went on another pseudopod went straight, acting like a ball on a gooey rope to nail the middle skeleton with a blunt strike.