章 335: Fear The Night : Everybody Wants A Piece

"Dammit! I can't dropkick him!"

"He's a goddamn ghost woman! Of course you can't dropkick him!"

The rabbitfolk and elf shouted out as Körpersucher tore the throne room down, his attacks hardly readable as he had no problem using his body as a glorified hammer, or swinging his strange, ghost-tail around like whip, the phantomatic limb was thin, hard to see, moved faster than an actual whip swung by orcs, and hit harder than a raging bull with a whole field to gather acceleration.

Pillar exploded into a clamour of dust and debris, claws left deep marks upon the walls and ground, thrusting his misshapen hands into the floor, launching whole chunks of reinforced stone like pebbles, like a drunken serpent, dragging his translucent mass everywhere he went, choosing to either let himself fall to the ground like a sack of rocks, or floating weightlessly through the air, delaying his attacks for seconds at a time, or not at all.