Chimera felt her brain kick into overdrive as she heard the… dragon man speak.

Poxus… Dr. Pox! This bastard is related to Dr. Pox!

She needed answers, she needed to know where this monster hid the scientists.

Chimera needed to know where Pox was!

More of her gifts flared to life.

Increased musculature.

Enhanced brain matter.

Reinforced tendrils, filled with her ‘enhanced’ version of acid venom laced with cancer.

Increased size to match.

Chimera increased every aspect she could, while tying various powers to enhance her body.

“I’m taking you in for questioning. Do. Not. Resist.”

Chimera’s words were low and deliberate, resounding off of the walls of the slaughter med bay.

Mr. Flesh shook his head at her, “no darling, that isn’t going to happen. I tell you what though? If you manage to beat me, I’ll give you your answers. After all…”

Spikes grew from his face, elbows and wrists.

“It’s all a part of the plan.”

Chimera launched at him with super speed.

Her tendrils smashed into his body from different angles, and her fists slammed into his round but muscled body.

The tendrils hit, injecting her payload into Mr. Flesh with a squelshng noise.

“Aww darling you shouldn’t have.”

Mr. Flesh smiled as his mouth opened, revealing a hose.

It sprayed blood in her face, sizzling her skin as she screamed, launching herself backwards.

“Ahh, you son of a-”

A fist landed in her stomach, stretching her body from the blow and launching her into the roof.

It didn’t stop there.

The hole she made sent her into the warehouse ruins above, and Mr. Flesh followed after her, a manic grin on his face.

“Don’t go cursing now!”

He headbutted her into the ground, and a small crater formed where she landed.

“Ugh!”

She rolled to the side as a fist connected just short of where her head would have been, sending a mild reverb into the soil.

“Ahh, good old dirt manipulation. You know, there's a lot of applications for a bit of earth that's bent to your will. Watch.”

Mr. Flesh pulverized the soil and concrete around the place, which slowly floated from the ground.

Soon, a bunch of dirt was floating in the air, creating a brown mist from the ground.

The soil was starting to swirl, faster and faster as the dirt started to lift the concrete, then the rebar from the ground.

“Taste of Mother Earth, coming at ya!”

A wave of dirt stung her eyes, concrete threatened to trip her and catch her in the surging wave. Rebar smacked her across her body, slamming her against a dilapidated pillar.

“Augh.”

Mr. Flesh phased through the cloud of dirt and slammed a hand around her head, gripping her skull.

“Weak, try harder darling!”

Chimera wrenched the hand from her face and broke the fingers, the loud snaps sounding so close to her ears.

However, Mr. Flesh only laughed as the fingers turned into stretchy muscles exposed, morphing into a bone blade that sliced at her.

Chimera blocked the strike, diverting the new six meter slab of bone as it tried to bisect her.

With a stomp of her foot, she activated her aeromancy as a blast of air sent the particulates that were surging around her out of sight.

She could see the mania in Mr. Flesh’s eyes as he tried to take a bite of her, a maw of teeth from various creatures, and more mouths than she had ever seen.

“Let’s see how you taste!”

Chimera felt time slow as she combined a few of her powers to create an electro net around her.

Floating bits of magnetically charged rocks, air to pull them up from the soil and compress them, and electricity to charge the entire array.

She grabbed the roof and jaw of Mr. Flesh’s mouth, holding it open as the net she made wrapped around him.

“Eat this!”

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The electricity traveled through Mr. Flesh’s body, causing him to twitch and jerk as she kept it up.

And he exploded.

Chimera watched as her net disappeared as the pounds of flesh she had just wrapped up moved through the holes in her net.

A few moments later, the now human looked man appeared, his face showing nothing but ecstasy.

“Finally! That's a creative attack, little miss. I never had to actually shed my body before. Now, let’s see how you deal with this!”

Mr. Flesh shot his hands into the soil, and waves of something disgusting shot up around them.

It was the viscera that she had seen before, the dead bodies, the organs.

All of it flowed into Mr. Flesh’s laughing form.

Compressing, expanding, and shifting, the mass of flesh moved towards her with an unpleasant squelch.

Copy, Mimic, Clone, I need some help here!

Roger.

Time to test the bombs!

O-Okay!

Chimera felt her body split as three of her clones shot in different directions.

Copymera, with her science coat and her swirly glasses, started flinging vials of rainbow fluid.

Mimicera floated around like a mage, launching fireballs, ice bolts and wind cannons to speed up her projectiles.

Clonemera mimicked Chimera’s moves, fighting and landing blows against the blob as it tried to engulf them with its sheer mass.

A voice reverberated from inside the flesh blob.

“You sure have a lot of tricks, sweet peas! I’ll be sure to harvest those when I’m done having fun with y'all!”

The flesh shrunk down into the size of a man again.

As he was shrinking, Mr. Flesh raised a boney musclebound hand and delivered a haymaker to Clonemera.

“Clone!”

Chimera tried to catch her, but the hit sent her flying into the debris of the warehouse.

Chimera turned around just in time to see Copy pull a ticking time bomb and shoving it into the flesh man.

“Time to test out the Mark Two version of the Bio-Bomb. Enjoy, fool!”

Copy ran up to tackle Chimera as Mr. Flesh tried to dislodge the bomb from his body.

Instead, the bomb was triggered, blasting them all away from the bright explosion.

The earth around them shook as the ruins expanded outward into the nearby dilapidated structures.

Soon there was no walls left and only a flat surface with a small crater where the bomb exploded.

Recovering quickly, Chimera pulled Copy up as they both took a breath.

“Good, it didn’t cascade into a nuclear explosion.”

Chimera stared at Copy in horror as the clone held a contemplating stare at the mess.

Mr. Flesh was scattered across the warehouse's remains, parts and pieces of him still trying to reform into the fleshy abomination.

“Nuclear?”

Her clone waved her off, “it was a three percent chance, almost a non-issue really.”

“No nukes!”

Copy only smiled, “so, other energy types are open game?”

Chimera felt dread as Clonemera walked up to them, “whose truck hit me?”

“No time for that, convince our clone not to make bombs!”

“My bomb just saved us from joining our sister in flying across the warehouse, you’re welcome by the way!”

Clone smacked both of their heads, “we need to focus, stop being dumb!”

Mimi yelled back, “yeah, why am I the only one trying to stop this monster man?!”

Chimera shook herself as she rushed to the shifting pile of flesh.

She charged her hands to the point that they turned red hot, the electricity in her body generating intense heat.

Next, she started pulling more of herself from the storage, where she held the rest of her blobby self, and surged it into her arm.

Her once petite arm turned into a pillar as she brought the burning arm down on the fleshy cyst.

It collided with the man, and started cooking him the moment it touched.

“AHHahhahH!”

Mimi joined her as she blasted the spot under her with fire.

Copy took out a… flamethrower?! Spraying intense blue flames at the fleshy mass.

Clone did the same attack Chimera used, only she came down on the pile after turning her own arm into a blade fifteen feet long and two feet wide.

The superheated blade shocked and melted the flesh, carving through it like a hot knife through butter.

After a concentrated fire, the screaming stopped as the clones backed off to check on their work.

There was a shield of blackened bone underneath the burnt parts of their enemy’s fleshy rot.

In a flash, the bone shield sent spikes in all directions, catching Copy Clone and Chimera off guard.

Mimi blocked the blast with a wall of ice.

Mr. Flesh rose from the bone mass, his face twisting into a rapturous grin.

“Oh me oh my! That was a spectacular performance ladies. Too bad you didn’t double tap, Hahaha!”

He turned his too wide face at Mimi, the red eyes on his face radiating a deep insanity.

“Oh, we still got one contestant left? Well, well… well…”

Mimi launched more fireballs, but Mr. Flesh simply batted them away with a crystalline bone sword.

“Oh darling, none of that please. Fire’s a good way to hurt me, but it can’t kill me. Nothing, can kill me, not unless I want it to that is.”

Rocks formed a skeleton around him. Diamonds made up the bones, and thick iron made up the plates.

Mimi watched as the body that Mr. Flesh grew around the skeleton like a barnacle attaching itself to a ship.

She turned to look at Chimera and the others, who were pinned to the floor as the dirt around them fought to hold them in place.

“Now, no running darling. I want to see how to handle this…”

The flesh golem moved to strike her.

Only to be met with another fist in the shape of a drill.

Mimi, not realizing how stunned she was by Mr. Flesh turned to her savior as Sarah morphed in front of her, body shifting and changing as she turned a shining grey like metal.

“Figured out how to manipulate metals after all, thanks for the meal by the way Mr. Fleshbag.”

Sarah pulled up a piece of the squirming mass that must have come from Copy’s explosion.

She absorbed it within her and tossed a piece to Mimi, who gulped it up.

A packet of information flooded inside Mimi, giving her new ideas and thoughts in a millisecond.

“Give me support Mimi, I’ll bring him down.”

Mimi nodded, changing her form to match Sarah’s.

Mr. Flesh laughed at them as his wide mouth filled with jagged teeth that did not match any mouth known to man.

“I’ll swallow you whole, you little morsels!”

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