Blessed by Night

As he expected, Vlar was already beginning to get back to his feet, and he was seemingly no worse for wear.

The Doctor was a true fan of his craft, as well as a perfectionist.

So naturally, there was no way that he would miss the opportunity to see how his best creation stacked up against the world's most powerful blessed.

"No... we're going to sit right here and watch the show."

Now, everyone on the bridge other than the good doctor looked incredibly nervous.

"...Fine, keep the thrusters warm so that we can make a swift exit if needed." He conceded.

"Yes sir!"

-

It took Vlar no longer than a couple of seconds to get back to his feet.

Once he was upright again, he reached up to his face and cracked his broken nose back into place.

"There!"

"It is the star meat!"

"He struck the king, gnaw his bones!"

In an instant, the remaining three lieutenants who'd been acting as bodyguards to Vlar decided to act on their leader's behalf.

However, they would not live long enough to even process the consequences.

Without dropping Bianca, Malachi stood as still as a stone statue and allowed his tails to act on his behalf.

Manda, Onini, and Vrita, each lashed out with zeal and captured an abomination in their mouth without much effort.

Their venomous fangs drilled through torsos like melted butter, and injected an incredibly unfriendly dose of poison into their bloodstreams.

None of them could even scream before they died, their faces just showed the last bit of disbelief they felt as their eyes became as wide as saucers.

The snakes then swallowed their prey whole, and they put on gloating expressions in front of Gwiya; the only snake to not get a meal.

If Vlar was upset over three of his human best friends dying right in front of him, he certainly didn't show it.

Instead, he kept staring at Malachi with his unkind yellow eyes like he was displeased with the fact that someone was touching his food.

And that look seemed to unnerve Malachi to no end.

He placed Bianca on the ground like she was the most precious treasure, and ushered her away from the conflict.

As soon as she was out of harm's way, Malachi was on the move.

He ran directly into Vlar and knocked him onto his back.

Drawing back his fists, he enlarged it until it was the size of a boulder and struck the oversized abomination over the head repeatedly.

Vlar covered his face with his arms in an x-shaped pattern.

While Malachi was striking him, his forearms produced several barbed potrusions like the ones that grew out of the backs of porcupines.

Because he wasn't in his right mind, Malachi didn't stop punching.

In the end, his fist was caught on the barbs protruding from his enemy's arms, and he was held firmly in place.

Mal didn't seem to be all there. novel-hosted-NovelFire

Even though having his fist punctured like this should have brought visible discomfort with it,he seemed to be perfectly fine.

No, he barely seemed to even realize that he had been injured.

With the delay caused by Malachi's fist being barbed, Vlar had an opening to grab him by the face and fling him away like a dirty magazine.

When the abomination scrambled back to his feet and prepared to launch a counterattack; he found that he was moving too slow.

Malachi was already rushing back towards him like some kind of frenzied beast; and was losing more and more of his human qualities at every second.

He lunged out at Vlar and grappled onto the creature's upper body.

His thumbs found their way into the creature's eyes and he let out a horrendous roar of pain that shook the surrounding trees.

Malachi opened his jaw until it was practically unhinged and bit Vlar with his razor sharp teeth.

With a yank of his head, he tore away the flesh on half of Val's skull.

Immediately, the abomination's stellar regeneration seemed to falter.

Dealing with a devious eye injury was one thing, but Malachi's bite along with having his skin ripped off was too much to handle.

His body was beginning to shutdown already, but Malachi was not at all inclined to wait for that.

Driving his thumbs deeper into Val's eye sockets, he used his titanic strength and pulled in opposite directions.

A gross wet cracking song could be heard as his massive skull split apart like a raw egg.

With no more strength left in his body, he came collapsing down like a house of cards.

-

Inside of the ship, Dr. Michaels frowned at the video feed in front of his face.

He waited for ten seconds, twenty, and then thirty before letting out an annoyed growl.

"Sir..." One of the soldiers began.

"Yes, I know, I know.. ideally I'd like to get a sample of the venom but it doesn't seem like that's going to happen today... Let's pull out." he decided.

The doctor waited for the ship to start moving, but he never experienced it.

"What is the delay?"

One of the soldiers started to point at the monitor with a trembling finger.

"S-Sir… incoming bogie from the east."

"…Put it up on the monitor."

"Yes, sir."

As soon as the image showed up on the good doctor's monitor, his facial expression soured and his mood took a noticeable downturn.

"God damn it… as if this day couldn't get any fucking worse."

-

Malachi didn't stop at just killing Vlar.

Once the biggest abomination was dead, he set his sights on the rest.

With the entire area devoid of light, Malachi had an entire playground to run amok in.

He started playing with the shadows.

He would dive in to a pool of them beneath a tree, and then reeemerge underneath an unsuspecting enemy, where he either bit them unmercifully, or liberated the two halves of their body away from each other.

He didn't seem like he was capable of stopping.

Bianca stared at him worriedly as she held Sei and Nadine underneath her arms.

Both girls were injured and in need of rest and treatment, but she was just as worried about Malachi as she was them.

"Mal! You have to calm down!" She finally yelled. "Our family needs-"

"UNCLE!"

Suddenly, a terribly familiar voice echoed throughout the lake grounds.

Bianca and the other girls grimaced.

Aisha ground her teeth together until they were on the verge of cracking.

And Malachi finally stopped his murder spree in the middle and stared up into the sky.

There, a single man was floating cross legged in the air, looking quite pleased with the current scenario.

His long golden hair was still as immaculate as ever, and not even the surrounding darkness could sap away the luster of his bright green eyes.

He was out of his robes for the first time since anyone had seen him, and instead wore a pair of dark grey sweatpants and a white T-Shirt with a famous band on it.

"Little birdie told me you all were here, so I thought I would pop in for a minute and say hello!" Arias said in a friendly manner. "Have you been eating well? You're looking thin!"