Sleep," she whispers, walking up to the creature and gently slits its throat and places the dagger in the back of its neck, near the top of its spine. Half of its body fills the pit while the other half sticks out, fixated on Ambrosia. The Ghast steps backward into the pit and falls. None of us are here to hurt you," Ambrosia's voice is soft and calm as she lies. The few ghouls left with us lower their weapons. The poison that filled the air has receded and I get the sense that it is safe to step forward as well. My Insight informs me that the Ghast has been Dominated. As it steps around the pit, Ambrosia blows into the air. The Ghast might not have been the most intelligent creature, but it notices the pit waiting in front of it and steps around it toward the rest of us while we wait for our certain deaths. It will hunt us to the ends of the world," Ambrosia says, spreading her legs into a bow stance. "Too late to run now, that thing has caught our scent. It seems as if there is no saving them, and the ghouls that surround us beside Immenithes and Esteri are already scattering into the woods. The arrows seem to bounce off the Ghast's body as it bites and claws two more of the ghouls to death. "We just need to draw it a little closer to the pit!" I shout. "They are immune to poisons," she confirms what I was already thinking. "It's not hurting any of the ghouls?" I argue. "Poison," Ambrosia says, grabbing me and pulling me back. There is a strange taste in the air as it moves closer toward us, towards the pit. Even the toes are sharpened into black claws. "Hey UGLY!" I shout as the Ghast crushes another of the ghouls under its foot. As long as they have flesh these creatures can live forever. The Ghast's ear has already begun regenerating. I think she is actually impressed by the Ghast and the way it kills the ghouls so casually. "Pet?" Ambrosia tilts her head, smiling down at me as she begins floating above the ground. The ghoul stops screaming after about three seconds as the Ghast stands back up chewing on its would-be challenger's face. With the same claw dug into the ghoul's chest, holding it face down in the dirt, the Ghast crouches down and bites into the side of the ghoul's face. The Ghast in return grabs it and sinks its claws deep into the ghoul's back, then throws it to the ground. But the Ghast, something about fighting it seems exciting, even if I don't stand a chance.Īnother ghoul jumps onto the Ghast's back and begins biting its ear. I don't care whether these people live or die. Maybe it is the rush of blood I feel running through my body. I don't know why I am still trying to be the hero. "Ready to run away now?" Ambrosia asks me. It flies into a tree screaming as its body splatters across the branches. The Ghast knocks back another ghoul as it runs up toward it. I am unsure what a four-foot pit will do against a giant of this size. "Fall in the damn pit," I hear Ambrosia whisper. Even with us, I can't shake the feeling we were all about to die. "Fuck," I say, trying once again to move my body. A giant ghoul that eats the flesh of both the living and the dead. I understand perfectly now what the Ghast is. Long claws dig into the ghoul's body as it swallows its head, downing the whole thing in an instant, then casts the carcass aside, into the fire that burns around us. It grabs one paralyzed ghoul and bites its head off. It wears a necklace made of skulls that sways back and forth as it comes forward. Its long thin hair runs down the back of its head in patches. The Ghast is ten feet tall and has a long tongue that stretches down below its chest, across its naked blue skin.
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