The wind whipped through my hairs as the Doervus galloped beneath me, its powerful muscles propelling us forward, aiming towards the looming figure of the (F+) Ilosphat. A guttural growl emanated from the beast's chest, its menacing teeth glinting with a dangerous edge.

In an abrupt burst, the (F+) Ilosphat's impatience turned into unbridled rage, and it lunged at us with unmatched ferocity.

I could perceive the inferno burning within the (F+) Ilosphat's eyes—a hateful yet twisted delight in its gaze. Raw power emanated from its sinewy frame, while its jagged teeth were smeared with a slimy, green saliva that exuded a putrid, nose-wrinkling odor as it unleashed a [Noxious Glob] at point-blank range.

Ducking and weaving, our bodies moved in sync with the successive waves of powerful swipes of the (F+) Ilosphat's mighty claws. Each strike carried an incredible force, producing gusts of green-tinged wind that rushed past us. The sharpness of the creature's claws became evident as they sliced through the air, brushing against skin and fur with each strike.

The (F+) Ilosphat's tail, long and whip-like, swung towards us with surprising force. The impact of each strike sent shockwaves through the air, creating an invisible barrier that we had to overcome.

Though the Doervus remained the (F+) Ilosphat's primary target, I could personally fell the slight stings and tingles caused by the impacts of its tail and claws. Concern gnawed at me as I wondered how the Doervus was holding up under this dreadful assault. The onslaught was becoming unbearable, stretching on endlessly. How much longer could we endure this?

There was little I could do except maintain a defensive position atop the Doervus's head. Wincing with each movement, I tried to shift and weave my ears around its massive form, enduring the piercing pain of the claws that sliced through my flesh, leaving glaring wounds in their wake…

We conserved our energy, refraining from utilizing our [Lightning] abilities for offense, instead channeling it solely for defensive maneuvers. Yet, we were fully aware that underestimating this creature would be a grave mistake. The (F+) Ilosphat had tormented us throughout this moonlit encounter, horrifically seeking to feast upon our fear and distress.

Then, in a sudden burst, the already ravaged ground and trees erupted in an inferno of greenish flames as the (F+) Ilosphat unleashed its toxic fumes. Left with no choice but to retaliate, the Doervus and I fiercely unleashed a relentless onslaught of [Doom Zaps].

Bolts of lightning viciously struck, incinerating everything in their path, electrifying the (F+) Ilosphat with a force that should have overwhelmed any foe. Yet, to our astonishment, the indomitable (F+) Ilosphat seemed to casually shrug off the electricity, treating it as nothing more than an irritating splash of water!

A growl of frustration escaped me. This encounter had become burdensome, infuriating even. How could a mere "+" symbol create such a substantial disparity in power between us?

While pondering the futility and wastefulness of the attempt of our attacks, I used my spear to cut through the air, inflicting slight damage wherever the ear-held spear could strike upon the (F+) Ilosphat's durable body.

Frustratingly, with every strike, I inflicted slight damage, leaving behind nothing more than minor puncture wounds that merely marred its scales.

I adamantly refused to let fear consume me, but the mounting frustration was becoming hard to subdue! Every ounce of my being was devoted to not only harming this ferocious creature, but also outmaneuvering and defending the Doervus from the relentless onslaught of the (F+) Ilosphat. I parried and slashed while searching for any opportunity to counterattack, refusing to succumb to its intimidation!

Time seemed to painfully stretch as we aggressively circled one another, each moment brimming with palpable anticipation and nerve-wracking tension. The agonizing wailing from the Mournfoon above only magnified the overwhelming gravity of the situation, creating a bone-chilling soundtrack that reverberated through the air, intensifying the weight of the battle that hung over us like a funeral dirge.

With each step, the (F+) Ilosphat swiftly closed the small gaps between us, its frilled head swaying ominously from side to side. I could feel its malevolent gaze piercing through the smoky [Toxic Haze] spewing from its pores, a predator torturing us, striking at unpredictable intervals. I had to think fast, parry, slash, clash, or my life would end in this inferno.

I was aware that time was running out, racing against the odds to save both the Doervus and myself from the merciless onslaught of the (F+) Ilosphat. The formidable creature seemed indestructible, shrugging off our every attempt at retaliation, cunningly evading any strikes aimed at its vulnerable neck.

"Stay focused, Doervus!" I shouted over the chaos, my voice barely audible amidst the deafening cries and crackling flames. "We got this…"

"Indeed," the Doervus snorted with a stomp, "Shall we go down, shall it be done in a lustrous manner," the Doervus remarked with a breath before it leaned forward with a ramming charge, "of sparks engraved upon its body!"

In the midst of the Doervus fearlessly tackling the formidable Ilosphat with a combination of its [Regal Ram] and electrifying its horns with [Doom Zap], I locked eyes with the intense gaze of the mighty (F+) Ilosphat and saw a mirror image of myself. But what stared back at me was not just a mere reflection of a Merecritt, but a reflection of mettlesome resolve etched upon my face—an insatiable fire burning deep within my soul. I had this. I got this. This was the time to turn this situation around to favor us. Victory was achievable.

With each strike—spear, ear, and antlers infused with [Lightning], we whittled away at the (F+) Ilosphat's defenses. My stretchable ears twisted and lashed out taking inspiration from the Doervus's [Regal Ram] making each ear solidify, delivering precise blows and spear jabs to the (F+) Ilosphat's armored scales, while the Doervus's electrified antlers seared and sliced through the (F+) Ilosphat's repulsive and noxious manifestation.

But the (F+) Ilosphat was no ordinary adversary—no matter what we tried, the Ilosphat denied us from striking its throat. Its fury intensified, fueled by the annoyance of our tenacious assault done from numerous angles to deprive it of its fiendish existence. It unleashed a flurry of devastating attacks—a ruthless technique known as [Banes Claws] and following through the slashing onslaught with its spiked tail lashing out with venomous deadliness to exterminate us. The ground shook as it unleashed shockwaves, threatening to topple us off balance.

As I dodged a powerful swipe of the (F+) Ilosphat's claw, I noticed a small opening in its defense. Its tail was momentarily lowered, giving me an idea. Without hesitation, I yelled to the Doervus, "Now! Aim for its stomach!"

With a burst of lightning speed, the Doervus lunged forward, its antlers dutifully aiming for the (F+) Ilosphat's underbelly—while I struck for its neck. But the creature was swift, evading the attack with a fluid grace, its scaled body contorting and twisting in a display of lethal agility. In a swift retaliation, the (F+) Ilosphat's tail lashed out, its barbs aiming for my vulnerable form.

"Watch out, Aera!" The Doervus cried out.

I reacted on pure instinct, an electrifying surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins, amplifying my senses to the point of hyperawareness. With a fluid motion, I swiftly contorted my body, just barely evading the lethal strike that sought to claim my life. The sheer force of the encounter threw me off balance, causing me to stumble and plummet from the back of the Doervus.

A searing, excruciating pain consumed every fiber of my being as the vicious barbs of the (F+) Ilosphat mercilessly shredded my armor, its insidious tail grazing my defenseless and exposed flesh. Yet, even amidst agony, my spear found its mark, slashing a wound across the (F+) Ilosphat's vulnerable throat as my other ear tugged aggressively on its exploitable tail mid-air. In that moment, both of us embraced the daring, knowing that our actions were a high-stakes gamble for supremacy. An eye-for-an-eye, one would expect in such a high-powered battle like this.

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However, I couldn't hold on… as my tail-gripping ear pricked heavily with venomous pangs. Even so, with one last burst of strength, I flung the (F+) Ilosphat away… as a parting gift…

"SCAAAAHHH!" The beast let out a blood-curdling shriek, its pain slicing through the scorched landscape as its verdant essence scattered into the air, spraying in a dazzling display of particles. With a ground-shaking thud, it crashed down, its impact resonating satisfactorily throughout the landscape.

Plop. Back-first, I hit the ground hard with a soft sound, and a roll. Gasping for breath, I instinctively reached for my side, which throbbed with pain; my particles eagerly escaping from their confined space.

Clenching my teeth against the pain, I refused to let such pangs consume me. The battle was far from over, and I would not allow my injuries to be my downfall.

Through narrowed eyes, I saw that the (F+) Ilosphat had returned to its feet, but the reptilian beast recoiled upon seeing the gash on its throat. A bluish substance stained its scales, a stark contrast to the swirling toxic haze that surrounded it.

Appearing from the corner my eyes, the Doervus, a raging storm of fury, sprinted towards its wounded adversary, determined in its mission to deliver the decisive strike.

"Finish it, Doervus!" I yelled; my voice hoarse from the pain. "Show it no mercy!"

With a thunderous clash, the Doervus collided with the (F+) Ilosphat, its electrified antlers pulsating with energy. The impact sent shockwaves rippling through the air, causing the ground to quake beneath me. The (F+) Ilosphat fought back, unleashing a tailspin of claw-slashing strikes, but the Doervus stood its ground, its mind set on its mission to take the (F+) Ilosphat down.

As they engaged in a fierce battle, my mind raced, searching for a way to join the fight once more. I could not let the Doervus face the (F+) Ilosphat alone, not after everything we had been through. Wincing, I pushed myself up from the ground, ignoring the pain that radiated through my body.

Powering through the pain, I rose to my feet, particles seeping from my wound. I huffed, doing my best not to drop back onto the ground. "I… I will be there… alongside you!" I screamed out, as my vision blurred, dizziness grasping my mind as I stepped forward.

The Doervus bellowed, its reverberant roar filled with concern and fury. It circled the (F+) Ilosphat and kept it occupied, ready to charge at any moment when necessary, preventing it from reaching me. Something was odd, however, I noticed during this period that the (F+) Ilosphat's fumes lost its intensity as the frilled beast breathed onto the Doervus.

"Victory… is in sight. I… can't let you win," I muttered to myself, wincing as I stumbled towards the ongoing clash. Every step felt like an eternity, my vision blurred, but the fire in my heart burned brighter than ever. I had to lend my strength to the Doervus, to ensure that we emerged victorious.

With a primal roar, I lunged forward, aiming for the (F+) Ilosphat's exposed flank. My spear pierced through the Ilosphat's tough scales, eliciting a deafening roar of pain from the creature. It thrashed and writhed, but I held on, refusing to let go.

I wrenched my spear free from the creature's throat, using the momentum to swing the spear around with dreadful precision. The blade struck, digging shallowly into the (F+) Ilosphat's chest, tearing apart sinew, muscle, and bone. It howled in agony, a primal cry that resonated with the sheer intensity of its plausible demise.

It thrashed violently, swiveling and buckling vigorously, the (F+) Ilosphat managed to throw me off in its aggressive maneuvering.

I flew and bounced before noticing a blur heading towards me.

Rolling to the side, I avoided the tail's deadly trajectory, narrowly escaping its lethal sting.

The Doervus impacted the (F+) Ilosphat's head with a [Regal Ram], but the reptilian monstrosity’s swishing tail smacked the eldritch deer to the floor with a clobbering pound.

"Doervus!" I shouted and dashed in a dejected frenzy. With dazed focus and attention, I maneuvered through the blazing landscape, while evading the (F+) Ilosphat's venomous fumes and toxic blasts. The heat licked at my fur, threatening to consume me, but I pressed on, ducking and weaving through the noxious haze.

I leaped and twisted with grace. The crystalline blade of my spear sliced through the air, striking the Ilosphat's face.

We continued our bout, each blow was met with a chiming clash as the (F+) Ilosphat fought back, its fangs snapping and claws slashing in a vicious assault.

The Doervus returned to its feet and fought alongside me, its powerful strikes shaking the very ground beneath us. Together, we struck with a great synchronicity against the (F+) Ilosphat.

The Ilosphat roared in frustration, unable to land a single blow on us. But even as we held our ground, it was clear that the creature was growing more desperate, its attacks becoming even more ferocious.

"They're getting faster!" The Doervus exclaimed, ducking under a flurry of razor-sharp claws. "We need to finish this now!"

I noted this, and despite that, every fiber of my being focused on the fight at hand. My years fighting against the machines had honed my instincts, my ability to anticipate the movements of my enemy. I was going to use it, every bit of it to make sure I lived.

"Push! We can defeat it!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the chaos.

The Doervus and I broke formation, circling the (F+) Ilosphat from opposite sides. With the beast momentarily distracted by Doervus, I seized the opportunity to strike. I lunged forward, my spear aimed directly at its underbelly.

With fleet-footed movements, I dodged the (F+) Ilosphat's ruthless strikes, weaving through its attacks with the grace of a dancer—whilst improving my control over this Merecritt body—ears elongating to lash and stab at it.

Each lunge, each parry, every powerful thrust of my spear, my muscles strained, my heart raced. The clashing of our assault filled the air, each strike echoing the burning fire within me. The scars on my body were reminders of the battles I had fought, the life I had clawed my way back to. And I refused to let it slip through my fingers once more.

With a primal cry, I launched myself into the air, spear leading the charge, propelled by the elastic power of my Merecritt ears.

Spear held high, I descended upon the (F+) Ilosphat's back, aiming for another vulnerable spot—the base of its skull, right between its frills.

The Doervus, sensing my intention, unleashed a rhythmic roar, shaking the ground beneath us. Its antlers, wreathed in electricity, struck the (F+) Ilosphat's flank, distracting it and further weakening its defenses.

In that split second, I drove the crystalline blade of my spear deep into the (F+) Ilosphat's flesh, electricity coursing from my body into its body. The Ilosphat let out a piercing cry of pure agony. Its eyes, previously brimming with malice, now reflected an unmistakable mix of desperation and excruciating pain.

But I didn't relent. With every ounce of strength left within me, I twisted the spear, maximizing the damage. The creature thrashed and writhed, attempting to dislodge me, but I clung to the spear, refusing to let go. Sparks of electricity raged across my body, merging with the electricity that surged through the (F+) Ilosphat, creating a tempestuous storm of power and anguish.

Yet the (F+) Ilosphat fought back, its tail lashing out with a grasp and merciless toss that sent me spiraling through the air. I crashed into a gnarled tree, pain searing through my body, but I refused to let it break my spirit.

Stubbornly, I pushed myself back up, my eyes never leaving the (F+) Ilosphat. The Doervus, its eyes filled with rage, charged—its electrified antlers clashing with the creature's fangs.

Leaping high into the trees, I nestled myself within the branches, seeking a position that would grant me the upper hand. I carefully selected a vantage point, ensuring I had the perfect position to observe the (F+) Ilosphat below. The Mournfoons, however, crept closer with an ominous grace, their spectral forms swirling and undulating around their intended target—I the seemingly helpless Merecritt.

In that heart-stopping moment, the world around me seemed to come to a grinding halt. The Mournfoons, those harrowing creatures, swooped down upon me, their wicked stringed-talons glinting with malicious intent, poised to entangle and ensnare me. It was as if they were the conductors of a macabre symphony, relentlessly orchestrating my downfall. But I refused to succumb to their dark melody.

In a swift and deliberate motion, my ears stretched out, unfurling like ribbons of elastic strength, defying the constraints of their natural form. Whirling and slashing through the air, my ears became deadly weapons, [MereEar Slash] striking the Mournfoons with unparalleled precision—soon I quickened their destruction with a surging [Lightning]; arced around each ear.

One by one, the Mournfoons' spectral forms dissipated, their ghastly existence no match for the fury contained within my electrified strikes. The dissonant melody of their mournful cries faded into nothingness as I carved a path through their ranks. However, those within the (Uncommon) variant were able to withstand the blows.

I promptly decided to retreat, my lithe form bounding effortlessly from one charred branch to another, seeking refuge within the oppressive embrace of the UvoSathian trees—the rough bark scraping against my palms mingled with the racing of my heart.

But the (F+) Ilosphat, locked in its relentless battle against the formidable Doervus, seemed to sense my presence.

Its eyes, ablaze with an unholy thirst for revenge, fixed upon me with a ferocity that sent shivers down my spine. With a blatant disregard for obstacles, the Ilosphat bulldozed past the startled Eldriyssal deer, driven by a hunger that bordered on madness. And then, in a breathtaking display of sheer fury, it plunged into the dense canopy of trees, its venomous maw gaping wide, primed to unleash a lethal torrent of toxic fumes. In that moment, I knew I had become the target of its wrath.