A black-furred lupine beast, streaks of vermilion running through its fur that was more akin to solidified yet still flowing goop. Bits and pieces of metallic armor pushed through its immensely barreled arms, chest, and legs; as though indicating the Corruptee had been armored inside the cocoon.
The beast rose to full height, large clawed hands clasping at its canine muzzle; chest heaving outwards and revealing a large orb-like construct impaled at the center of its torso, matching its wild eyes.
Safe to say, it was easy to discern what the cocooned being he'd freed once was. Disrupting the ritual has proven to have some merit, though it was clear that crimson orb absorbed by the cocoon held some form of dominion over its mind.
Grunting, Erviel hopped to his feet; the squeaking friction from his body rubbing against itself snapping the Corrupted wolf-beast out of its haze. Its gaze locked onto him and the faint lilac glow beneath his cloak, fangs bared aggressively; rearing back as if preparing to lunge for his throat.
His anticipation of dodging a maw filled with teeth proved unnecessary, as instead the beast's head shot skyward to release an ear-splitting howl. As if in response, and proving his earlier inability to control it, the Corruptive slime coating the floor sucked inwards before exploding outwards all at once.
Diving behind the pillar out of enhanced reflexivity, the decrepit structure proved more durable than he'd expected; holding steady and leaving him entirely unscathed… mostly. A good half of his tail had been sliced off by the blade of Corruption, not that it would hinder him. Although...
Rolling back into the openness of the chamber, Erviel's claws latched onto the base of his discarded violet-scaled appendage; tip adorned with light-gray spines lengthening with a flood of Corruption from the shimmering stone at his chest. Losing its full solidity, the base of his tail condensed inwards into a more throwable form; resembling a hand-axe.
A deep snarl and the beast charged towards him from atop the plinth and obelisk, movements frighteningly swift despite its otherwise muscular form. Though, swiftness wouldn't do well with its linear motions and obvious range of attack.
Claws on its feet planting to the slime-drenched floor, the wolf-beast's arm surged forth with its claws outstretched; a large singular slash his lavender-eyed adversity avoided with an extravagant backflip.
Black cloak flowing freely upon leaping into the air, Erviel's maw parted with a vicious yell as he landed onto the beast's wide back; plunging his discarded tail turned axe into the back of its skull.
Having expected a much different result, his lavender eyes widened as he felt the Corruptive lupine's claws latch onto his slim frame; tearing him off and throwing him towards the obelisk. The force of his back slamming against the hard stone alone was enough to knock his breath out of him, leaving him a choking mess on the ground as he wretched for air.
In a relentless display, Erviel found himself in the air once more; back pinned to the side of the obelisk by the wolf-beast's claws, black residue from its hand sullying his cloak even further. His violet scales shifted instinctively as his lavender gaze locked with the deep crimson eyes of his lupine aggressor, rows of fangs revealed with a lustful grin.
Realizing the futility of resisting with his position, Erviel's maw parted in a show of compliance; head lowering submissively. The wolf-beast's grin seemed to grow even larger at this, pressure pinning Erviel to the obelisk lessening somewhat as its other hand rose. Ears twitching at the squeaks it would receive as its claws trailed along his legs and thighs, a shudder seemed to run through the lupine's viscous shape.
And that release of pressure coupled with its mind overtaken with lust, was just what Erviel needed. Heeding his command, the flower-shaped stone beneath his cloak surged with a lavender radiance; his eyes alighting alongside it.
White-ringed pupils dilated, Erviel's maw parted with a siren-like wail; the wolf-beast's clenched claws releasing him as it stumbled back with its hands grasping at its ears. Standing atop the plinth, he released another melodic wail; forcing the beast to its knees shamefully.
The rose dagger retrieved once again, the sludge-coated ground rippled underfoot as Erviel strutted to the whimpering form of the beast; viscous form threatening to scatter apart if he dared to exert more of his power.
Without restraint, his claws lengthened into a spear-like construct once more. With startling precision, he drove the weaponized appendage through the underside of the beast's jaw; force enough to send the beast onto its feet to reveal the glimmering crimson orb at its chest.
As done with the cult leader, the dagger flew from Erviel's grip to impale the orb; the goopy mass in the shape of a canine-beast ceasing all motion as it fell flat onto its back with a splash.
A final intake of breath and shimmer of the flower, Erviel's maw parted with another siren-esque wail; the construct formed of Corruptive essence dispelling all at once in a brilliant display. Pieces of discarded armor rained about, clattering uselessly to the innard-drenched floor of the chamber.
The glow of his eyes and the stone dimming with the black beast vanquished, Erviel's lavender gaze settled on the being that had served its host...