Each of the Custodes held their Guardian Spears at chest height locked tightly in place. Magma began to leech into the etching of the runes molten to the touch. The Bloodthirster groaned as it began to clear its mind like a hidden portal swept into the cold warp. Glowing brightly the runes exploded one by one then reformed again. Each explosion felt like a frozen dagger stabbing into the mind of the greater daemon. It attempted to move from the center of the pentagram but the intense pain blocked its primary action. The Bloodthirster groaned again wracking its mind to clear its thoughts. The Custodes were moving ever so slowly closer... Time seemed to have frozen. It sniffed at the cold air tasting yet more pain. Blasting the stifled air from its huge nostrils the greater daemon closed its mind and swung the whip. All the pain vanished immediately finally realizing the illusion. Its muscles bulged under the brass plates and it cried out a war cry to the Blood God.
The Tribune was the first to attack driving its spear up towards the Bloodthirster's clenched face. Coiling tightly around the golden warrior the whip cut through the plate like foil slicing deep down into the very core of the grizzled warrior. The whip then unfolded and the Tribune felt apart like sliced meat. Two spears from its backside punched through the daemon armor. The guardians pushed hard with all their strength driving the spear tips through the greater daemon's body punching through to the front then they withdrew. Daemonic material attempted to reform but was thwarted by the burning pentagram. It looked down at the bloody remains of the Tribune spilling into the burning magma. The one Custodes bearing a shield brought up his sword like a striking serpent lunging at the throat. Cutting into the exposed flesh the blade instantly parted muscle and bone. Its gigantic head involuntarily tilted to one side as its vision began to ever so slightly dim.
The Bloodthirster cast aside the whip grasping its huge axe with both hands. Screaming with ancient fury stored from the beginning of time the greater daemon brought down the axe chopping into one precise point of the five limbed star. An explosion rift through the air melding together time and space. The pentagram seemed to shiver for a moment as the magma began to cool off. Again the Bloodthirster brought down the head of the enormous axe striking at another limb. There was another explosion that boomed causing the light to vanish then as one the four Custodes all struck driving their weapons into the daemon's torso. It stumbled and dropped to one knee. Instantly the chief Custodes struck out with his sword severing the Bloodthirster's head from its neck. The axe tumbled from its huge hands crashing against the runes.
"It is done." said Prometheus.
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