Icon’s mighty fist had indeed sent the Endless Void to the ground, the blow sending a shockwave rippling through the air as the shadowy form was sent flying backwards before sinking into the pavement. However, it was up on its feet again almost as soon as it hit the tar, its body reforming almost instantaneously. However, before it made an attempt to retaliate, the rest of the group was upon it. With Earth-shaking force the team resumed their assault on the entity, a flurry of fists, bats and optic blasts slamming into it in an attempt to prevent it from retaliation.
For a moment, these efforts were successful, the being was forced onto the defensive as it was staggered back from another haymaker from Icon's mighty fists, followed quickly by a right cross from Skybreaker and a flurry of blows from Boom, pieces of matter slashing off of Umbraxis like inky stygian blood. It was forced to erect walls of Dark Matter to keep distance, and seemed to be slower in its attempts to reform from each blow that did land. However, the success was short-lived, the entity responding in kind with its arm morphing to a thick and vicious black whip-like appendage, lashing out to knock Skyquake and Skull Thrasher back, the two of them bouncing off of pavement and sliding to a painful halt. Boom was harder for the creature to hit, its tendril slamming impacting the ground and nearby cars as Boom managed to duck and dodge out of the way. However, as it morphed the appendage back to a normal hand, it was clear Umbraxis had a plan to beat Boom’s speed. Its attacks had distracted her long enough to a small pool of Dark Matter to be erected in her running path, her lack of concentration meant she did not see the shadowy blotch in her way. Upon contact Boom was ensnared by a large shadowy blob, enveloping her and lifting her off the ground. With no time to consume her like it did with Demolition, Umbraxis simply commanded the formless snare to throw Boom with a gesture. With the force of a baseball pitcher, the mass expelled Boom, her body singing through the air until she came to an abrupt halt bouncing off the side of a dumpster and slamming into the wall of an alleyway before landing in a pile of refuse.
Of course, this left only the most threatening of the party, Icon, who was still coming strong. Super Cell was a little too far away to assault just yet, but he would fall all the same in due time. As Icon let loose his punches, Umbraxis met each one with pockets of dark matter spontaneously conjured before him, the hero's fist colliding with plate sized obstructions, which seemed to disappear when Icon withdrew for another punch.
Umbraxis had crossed its arms, watching intently as Icon attacked. While having no face to speak of, there was certainly an air of curious glee coming from the entity. Its posture was mocking, head cocked to the side while Earth's mightiest hero moved ever closer with each punch.
"I'll admit, you have far exceeded my expectations." It called to Icon, its white orbs drifting to notice the other heroes getting back to their feet and advancing on it.
"Each one of you is something far more than your species should be able to produce...though some of you are 'human' in a very loose sense of the term." As Umbraxis spoke, Icon threw another right hand, aiming for its cheek, now past the floating plates of dark matter, the punch found nothing but air, however, as the shadowy entity sidestepped the blow. Now within Icon’s personal bubble, Umbraxis leaned close to Iron’s face, his words becoming ever more sinister.
“However, my curiosity is beginning to devolve to boredom.” It continued before hastily retreating from Icon’s strike zone, narrowly escaping a right hook from the hero. At the point, the others had gathered back to Icon’s location and the group was once more upon the cosmic power.
“While this has been fun, all good things must come to an end.”With a gesture, a wave of darkness extended from its feet, enveloping the floor around the advancing party. With a raised hand, another sea of tendrils erupted from the ground. Ensnaring, grasping tendrils of inky blackness snaring the resistance group. While heroes of mighty strength were able to resist the pull for some time, eventually they were forced to their knees by the surrounding tendrils, grounded by the pull of so many.
Icon was the last to drop, the pull becoming stronger as Umbraxis magnified the density of his tendrils. It was slow to advance on the party, clearly taking pleasure in placing the group on their knees. It took a victory lap around Icon, swirling around him like a predator moving in for the kill.
“The game is over.” Umbraxis whispered to Icon’s ear.
“You should have run, like your friend. Now you and your friends will join me in oblivion.” With those words, another mass of Dark Energy crackled into being in Umbraxis’ hand, now standing before Icon with the energy now pointed point-blank at Icon’s face.
“Once you are one with the dark, there is nothing to stop me.”