Finally, she spots her opportunity and after removing her belt Kali throws herself from high above toward the behemoth's head. While falling close to the creature's neck she plunges her scythe and slides downwards, making a massive gash. There is an eruption of blood—a crimson waterfall. As she gracefully lands the enraged behemoth sees her, and it's about to squash her like she were a much smaller version of her mount. It is strong as a mountain range but also moves as one. Kali moves to the side slamming her scythe into the creature's finger and throws herself on its arm. She runs the arm dragging the scythe behind her, plowing through the things skin like some human villager would do to a field. Red rain falls over most of us as the colossal beast is screaming and thrashing with agony while ceaselessly being attacked on all sides.

Throwing myself off my winged mount I go for the beast's right eye. In the manner of a rock, I descend with my greatsword Pentacore held tight, ready to swing. Its eye focuses on me and with surprising speed for such a large creature, the thing makes a sudden snapping movement. Fast as a spring I drop my weapon and thrust my hands up blocking the behemoth's maws. It is crushing me between its tree stump teeth while using a haycart-sized tongue to push me around and fails. Standing I'm lodged between its teeth, a taut blue shape of straining muscle holding its mouth open when Kali enters.

I'm not in danger, not really, but she still followed me here and immediately upon arriving started slashing at the base of its teeth, tongue, and slashing everywhere creating a red swamp while somehow maintaining her balance. The scythe is her third hand, her movements are those of a virtuoso on their favorite instrument. Foolishly, for a blissful moment, I'm tempted to just forget our situation and watch her surprisingly elegant movements inside this sludge. Soon we are washed with the monster's saliva and blood when suddenly the creature moves its head up to face the sky. It opens its mouth and we are swallowed.

I see nothing, can't move, and there is only darkness. After unceremoniously rolling in a mush I finally find myself in a warm ocean of soft wet goo. My heart beats even faster than while I held that abomination's maw and I call for her. After an eternity I feel her presence and see the soft shine of the blue crystal near the beard of her scythe.