The burst flares hit their target, but caused next to nothing in damage. What little burnt flesh there was quickly dropped off, and healed into it's original shape. If it could even be called a shape. Everything on dynast was constantly wriggling and convulsing. "Is that it?" Dynast spat in the direction of the 5. "That's pathetic. You creatures do not even deserve to tread upon this demonic ground!" Dynast yelled, as he surged upward, in a great wave-like rush of rot and decay. The flesh seemed to be very fragile, as it could shift around as if it were a liquid. Suddenly, Dynast sent a great bulge down from his shoulder and into the rest of his arm. It almost doubled in size, and his fingers were now indistinguishable from one another, as they festered and latched on to each other. There was no doubt about it, Dynast was attempting to take some sort of coherent shape. "You stupid fool!" shout Gaaz. "You can barely contain that power as it is, but now you're seeking to shape the very container it is held in? Madness!" Gaaz winced as a spatter of grayish green globs hit him in the face. "Madness. What would you know about madness?" asked Dynast, sending ripples of the morphic tissue all over his body. He was now doubled in size, and began to take on a more human appearance. "After all," Dynast continued, confidently. 'You have never felt this kind of power! The feeling that you can do anything! Madness, you would call it. But in the end, it will not matter. Once I have dominated all plains of existence, even the lord of nightmares herself will bow before this "madness!" Prepare yourselves! The real fight begins here!" As dynast said this, he lurched up, revealing what now appeared to be his chest. In the middle, was dynast. He was only visible from the waist up, and his arms were crossed in front of him. His skind still had a pale, disgusting complexion, and his eyes still burned a ruby red. He gave a groan, and the disgusting flesh began to harden. It started from the top, and worked it's way down to the bottom. This new container to house shabranigdo looked like the exoskeleton of a bug. Where there were joints, skin and rot still leaked out as fluently as water out of a faucet. His left arm resembled something of a plated glove, while his right arm had much more bulk. It was now just a simple, but wicked looking claw. Dynast had obviously overestimated the amount of material he should send to that particular region. As a result, his entire right arm looked to be about half the size of his chest and abdomen. Once the new Dynast was formulated, Dynast made another long groan. The area where a head should be on the colossal body began to open up and bubble. a large, rounded protrusion erupted out of it, spraying what looked like black blood all over the walls. The protrusion began to take shape as the veiny membrane around it began to rip. it was a truly disgusting sight. Xelfan12, between the rancid smell, and the disturbing images, could hardly keep down his lunch. As the membrane split one last time, it flopped to the sides. there, in between the two titanic shoulders was a scaly, head, wet with vile fluids. It was the head of cephied. "What? No! Impossible!" said most everyone, at the same time. "that can't be! not only is cephied dead, but... what about the guardians? The knights of cephied?" Verath asked, shocked and amazed by the recent occurence. "Yes. they were all very easy opponents. They went down one by one. They stood no chance against me!" Shouted DYnast, triumphantly. "I am now almost complete! I simply need a few more parts of each. But that is for another time. For now, I will send you to your graves, within me!" Dynast said this as he readied himself for battle. Verath turned to xelkitti and xelfan12. "Hey, guys. Summon the Zenafa armor, and unmute them." "Huh? Why? I don't want to listen to-" "Just dom it!" shouted Verath. xelfan12 and xelkitti did as they were told. To their surprise, the zenafa armor did not sing a stupid, yet catchy tune. Quite on the contrary, they sang a haunting hymn that was surprisingly appropriate for the battle. They also created various sounds by using their metallic bodies. "Impressive, huh?" asked verath. "yeah. Great. Now let's fight, damnit!" said Xelfan12, eagerly. The all got into a fighting position, and silently cast ray wings. Dynast saw an oppurtunity, and swung his gigantic arm forward. The force from it was tremendous. It was also surprisingly fast for such a large object. Everyone managed to fly out of the way, except for Gaaz. A split second before the claw hit him, his eyes burned with hate, and an aura formed itself around him. Then there was a resounding crack, and a whirlwind of dust and fire formed itself around the zone of impact. "Damnit, Gaaz, you fool!" shouted Saej, trying in vain to look through the dark cloud. It wasn't like he really like the guy, but he felt that they had a somewhat of a brotherly bond. He began flying toward the ever swirling veil, but stopped, and was instantly blown back by a colossal gust of wind. The wind also put out the fires, and blew away the dust. What remained in the area was truly a great scene. In the spot where Gaaz had been standing, there was now a huge violet and blue dragon. It's wings were white and feathered, and were moving back to their original folded position. In the dragon's mouth was Dynast's arm, totally imobilized. Apparently, gaaz had sidestepped just in time, while at the same time transforming to his dragon state. "Wow. What a difficult maneuver." said Saej, not to anyone in particular. Gaaz continued to stare menacingly at Dynast. "Damn you, dynast.For what you've done! You've ressurected the ryuzaku lord, only to shame him like this! Damn you!" "And what do you plan to do about that fact?" Asked Dynast, not in the least bit worried. Just then,the eyes on cephied's head opened, and Gaaz shuddered for a moment. He then went through spazms of pain, evident of his convulsionary movements. But his grip on Dynast's arm did not loosen. "If you think just pain will stop me... You are mistaken!" Gaaz shouted, as he sent the strongest electrical surge he couldmuster through Dynast's right arm. Dynast gasped. Could it be? Did he actually feel... pain? "bastard!"shouted Dynast, stillin wonderment."No! You're the bastard!" Shouted Gaaz, as he shot an even higher voltage of electricity through Dynast's arm. This bolt managed to reach Dynast's real body, causing him to shake with pain. Why is he so strong? he asked himself. But he didn't have time to think about it any more, as Gaaz began mumbling something again. It ended with "Die! Damned beast!" as Gaaz lifted his mace-like tail upinto the air, and struck it down on the shoulder area of Dynast's arm. At the sametime, he wrenched backwards with his neck,ripping Dynast's arm off of the rest of his body. "AAAAAARRRGGGGGHHHHHHH!" shouted dynast, as his open wound overflowed with tissue, trying to regenerate the arm. But it was no use. With that area, he had lost some of the power of shbranigdo. "Gaaz! You weren't supposed to rip up shabranigdo, too!" Shouted Xelkitti. "Quiet! Iam not of your race!I will do as I please to destroy this monster!" gaaz shouted back, harshly. Xelkitti stepped backwards, taken aback by his serious and overwhelming tone. But, it was evident that Gaaz could do no more. To even cause pain to dynast was a large effort, but to severone of his limbs was an incredible feat of strength. The now severed arm lay, shriveling on the ground. What was probably shabranigdo's power seeped out, and was lost into the astral plane. Gaaz was now wavering. It was an effort just tostand up at this point. "Ha! Die now!" screamed dynast, as he grabbed Gaaz's head with his remaining arm. He formed a dragon slave, which fired into Gaaz's skull. The result was death. Gaaz's limp body fell to the floor with a sickening thud upon the now small armthat was once Dynast's.Verath Saej,Xelkitti,and Xelfan12 could hardly believe what they had seen. Did he...really die? "Damnit!" shouted Verath, with what looked like traces of tears in his eyes. "This ends now, Dynast!" He turned to Xelfan12 and Xelkitti, who were still stunned, looking at Gaaz's lifeless body. They turned to look at him. "Xelfan12, Xelkitti," started Verath. "get ready. We're casting the Giga Slave. All four of us."