[ Rosen has seen better days. Droplets of blood fall from his lips as he coughs violently. One of those damn tentacles must have punctured a lung or something because he is having difficulty breathing. Fortunately, his regenerative factor is now kicking in. Rosen doubts he would be alive if it had not been for that.
He has deep punctures in his arms, chest, and torso. The shadow monster literally tore chunks out of Rosen, as if trying to rip him apart piece by piece with those shadowy limbs. It is a disturbing sight, especially with so much red-black blood pouring out of him. Zekarion, on the other hand, is sitting in the front row of Aldrip's most bizarre show right now. Every injured piece of skin, tissue, and bone is being reconstructed in real time like a jigsaw puzzle by what appears to be an eerie blue light pulsing through Rosen's body. It is rather miraculous to see because Rosen does not normally take this much damage, but fighting the equivalent of his other self is draining him.]
Ugh! [Rosen sighed as the creature continued to howl in pain.] Do you have to be this dramatic, dickhead?
[He unleashes another barrage of red-hot flames on the creature, flinching slightly as the shadowy entity continues to scream. Rosen continues to set the damn thing on fire without mercy. The creature tries to escape by leaping out of the flames, but Rosen simply summons another wall of fire around it. The fires become increasingly hotter with each cast, causing the flames to shift from red to blue. Despite this impressive display of power, the monster does not die.]
Just die already! [Based on his frustration, this is not going as planned.] How many times must I burn you alive before you finally die?!
[The distortion in his voice is noticeable. Rosen sounds less like himself and more like the very creature he is attempting to kill. They are one and the same. It appears that the creature was not lying about this, but why does Rosenkrantz refuse to accept the truth?]
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He has deep punctures in his arms, chest, and torso. The shadow monster literally tore chunks out of Rosen, as if trying to rip him apart piece by piece with those shadowy limbs. It is a disturbing sight, especially with so much red-black blood pouring out of him. Zekarion, on the other hand, is sitting in the front row of Aldrip's most bizarre show right now. Every injured piece of skin, tissue, and bone is being reconstructed in real time like a jigsaw puzzle by what appears to be an eerie blue light pulsing through Rosen's body. It is rather miraculous to see because Rosen does not normally take this much damage, but fighting the equivalent of his other self is draining him.]
Ugh! [Rosen sighed as the creature continued to howl in pain.] Do you have to be this dramatic, dickhead?
[He unleashes another barrage of red-hot flames on the creature, flinching slightly as the shadowy entity continues to scream. Rosen continues to set the damn thing on fire without mercy. The creature tries to escape by leaping out of the flames, but Rosen simply summons another wall of fire around it. The fires become increasingly hotter with each cast, causing the flames to shift from red to blue. Despite this impressive display of power, the monster does not die.]
Just die already! [Based on his frustration, this is not going as planned.] How many times must I burn you alive before you finally die?!
[The distortion in his voice is noticeable. Rosen sounds less like himself and more like the very creature he is attempting to kill. They are one and the same. It appears that the creature was not lying about this, but why does Rosenkrantz refuse to accept the truth?]