"Ah, it just ate those up, mate," Jasper observed.
Finn ignored the remark that he was already well aware of, witnessing the grotesque entity slowly wave its arm, "--Jump!"
The warning was followed as he jumped up with the others following suit as the massive limb of bubbling tar swept across the ground.
A trail of boiling goo was left from the arm that swung over, sizzling on the steel gutters it landed on.
Jasper didn't waste any time reeling his sword back as it became engulfed in a sapphire aura before slashing it towards the distant monstrosity–
["Azure Slash"]
The ranged arc of bright-blue energy launched at the fallen dragon, crashing right against its body. At the same time, Charlotte brought flames from her blade, sending a burst of fire towards the grotesque entity:
["Blazing Infusion"]
Back-to-back, the rangeless slashes impacted Fafnir, bringing tar to spill from its repugnant body, yet no visible damage was done. All that occurred was a brief parting in its gooey body, though the black substance quickly filled itself back in.
"Seriously?!--" Charlotte reacted.
"Damn thing isn't feeling anything we throw at it!" Jasper added.
Magnus settled his feet on the ground while the barrel of his cannon lit up with a bright-orange glow before the trigger was pulled, "It's not unkillable–! So don't let up!"
["Hail of Fire"]
A spread of over a dozen chunks of volatile projectiles launched from the cannon, crashing against the emerged monstrosity. Each piece fired off exploded into a burst of flames.
The clash of the exploding chunks caused the tar flesh of the dragon to ripple as it let out a distorted roar.
"Is that doing anything?--" Charlotte wondered out loud.
Finn landed back on his feet with an exhale, looking at the odachi as the colorful unison of fire and lightning vanished. He felt surprised by the grandeur of the skill, and its effectiveness, especially considering who it was assimilated from.
'Just who the hell was that skeleton...? He was capable of something like that?' Finn questioned while looking at the lengthy sword.
The thought process was cut short as he looked up, finding a massive, tar-fleshed hand coming down from above. Before he could jump back on his own, he found his hood tugged from behind, being yanked back without much care.
"Hah–?" Finn let out, watching the dragon's hand slam into the grate.
Right behind him was the cannoneer, letting go of his hood, though still looking towards the beast, "Whatever you just did, it looks like it managed to put a dent in that disgusting thing."
"Yeah, look–I can see its bone!" Jasper pointed out.
Where the majestic slash had been performed, the sludge flesh of the dragon was parted across its forehead, revealing its blackened skull beneath. While Magnus made another attempt to bombard the wall-anchored creature with cannonfire, it waved its arms wildly, tossing its accursed goo in all directions.
"Don't let that stuff touch you!" Finn yelled, hopping step-by-step to avoid the rainfall of boiling gunk.
Each spot that the gunk landed on began to sizzle like an egg cracked onto a stove, bubbling up without a moment to waste.
Staying near the back of the chamber, opposing from the beast as far as she could be, Nova yelled into her microphone, "It isn't in my blood!"
["Grace of Resistance"]
The lyrical incantation brought a subtle aura around them each; Finn witnessed the light, soft-blue shine clinging to his body in a hexagonal shine. Just as the protective enchantment came, a wave of the tar swept by.
Finn tried to backstep it with his arms raised, though a few drops still hit his cheek; the same occurred for Charlotte and Jasper, though the boiling substance didn't burn through their skin. It burned lightly, though nothing immediately harmful.
Nova called out, "It'll only last a couple minutes, but you should be more resistant! Especially to that gross gunk!"
"Thanks!" Jasper shouted from up ahead.
Finn added in without looking back, "Yeah–keep it up, Nova!"