Private Finished Gods and Monsters: Dalia vs Altizica

Today was a special day. Altizica waited for the gates to open and let him through. The entire time Altizica had a stupid smile on his face. Altizica didn’t have any special clothing on and was pretty simple with his clothes, just wearing a T-shirt and some shorts. To the untrained eye it might a looked like Altizica didn’t full comprehend the situation, or if he did he simply didn’t care.

Once the gate opened Altizica happily walked into the arena, his smile still clearly visible. Just thirty minutes prior Altizica had eaten three hundred pounds of flesh and bones so his form was in top fighting condition. Across the arena he saw his cultists scattered, all robed and masked to watch this momentous occasion. He enjoyed the thought of them cheering him but it was not important to him. In reality if everyone here cheered for Dalia and wished for his destruction he would still be fine. He was used to it after all. Altizica would speak in a strange heavily distorted voice as he seemed to pray “Ahornah soth hafh ya ng bestow ya r'luh ehye ephaii” (May the void guide me and bestow me power once again)

As Dalia approached Altizica’s form seem to falter and eventually turn into his Eldritch form. His legs suddenly vanished, covered by an eternal black mist. His head seemed devoid of features besides one unblinking red eye. He stared down at Dalia as she got closer and let the spear through the mist. As it would penetrate the darkness Dalia wouldn’t feel as if she hit anything and Altizica would quickly act, moving his tendril arm to quickly grab the spear she held. Meanwhile his spiked arm swung down to try and impale Dalia with all the twisted spikes. “Such a dangerous weapon for a young child.” He said laughing.

Altizica chuckled and let the spear impale his tendril. Using this attack to wrap around and try to yank the spear out of her grasp. Altizica certainly wasn’t fast. But he knew for a fact he was stronger, especially after eating. As a little incentive to let go Altizica swung his other arm over to Dalia in an attempt to hit her.

The moment the flames engulfed him he knew that there was likely bad things happening. Altizica just seemed to laugh though as the flames inflicted the same damage he did to her. Altizica laughed a little and his body changed back to his human form and showed Dalia a wide stupid smile “Congrats Dalia....but not many could survive that attack you did. I’m sorry your mother couldn’t be here but tell her you kicked my ass. Maybe next time you’ll want to extend the fight? It was quite boring and stale for me. See you soon!” Altizica laughed and his body seemed to tear itself apart. The cultists were quiet but seemed unfazed by this, the quietly got up and left the arena.