Masks 2

"I don't know," the Demon said to Maria. "The magic here isn't Arcane, Vampiric, or Fae in origin and those are the types I'm most familiar with."

Then she looked to Ken.

"I could make more," the Demon told him. "But Coyote has a spare."

Then she looked as Maria handed the bandanna to the free runner. Esen raised her arm and hookshot in, pulling herself through the air and acting using her incredible reflexes. She grabbed Sam as she zoomed by the cultists, kicking one of the people holding him in the process. She slashed a few cultists back with her hookshot midair, then shot herself back to the group. Once there, she tied the bandanna to Sam's head, freeing him of the immense mental pressure he'd been under.

Jim began throwing knives and dismembering cultists with extreme levels of speed and precision, causing many of them to retreat back down various streets and alleys before Finn could get a proper chop in. At the same time, Lady Light zoomed into the air and fired at the fish soldiers. They fired back with their guns and harpoons, but she was currently beneath the sun's rays. Simple projectiles would do nothing to her, and they too decided to fall back. Coupled with Theraea's telekinesis, they didn't really have a chance...

They were retreating! Perhaps this would be easier than initially thought?

Except not...

The ground began to shake near the cathedral as cracks tore through the ground around it. Dust began to rise up, choking and blinding a number of them as the building seemed to rise. Giant appendages and legs began to rise from the Earth as deep, crablike chirps emanated from the building. As the dust began to clear, they all began to see what was truly before them: a giant beast resembling a hermit crab, with the cathedral forming its shell. Covered in hypnotic purple runes, they gave headaches to anybody whose gaze lingered upon them. Its body was a dark, bruised red, covered in hard chitinous plates and it possessed three powerful clawed arms: two smaller and sharper pincers on the left and one giant, wrecking ball of an pincer on the right. On the sides, hundreds of legs scuttled it back and forth, hitting the paving stones hard enough to crack them. It had at least a dozen eyes dotting its face, and its mandibles were giant, dangerous, and toothy.

"Holy shit," remarked the Demon.