As Beats, UsdiYona, and the Saint (Killer) closed in on the industrial waste demon, they could feel an unusual energy emanating from the area. The radiation from the glowing blue ooze - which the colossal fiend now stood in - rapidly grew more intense the closer they got.
Beats stopped, knowing that he would have to tread through the ooze to attack the demon - which was completely unnecessary, as he could hit it from range for the same effect (if he just took the time to set up the right spells first).
Even here, as the Saint and Usdiyona pressed on farther, Beats could tell the radiation was eating through the organic resilience the Saint had given everyone.
Oblivious to the danger, UsdiYona splashed right on through, to tear back into the demon.
She slammed into the glass-slag center of the foe with her claws, putting a nice fracture down the middle and then pulled out a massive rusted gear of some kind with her teeth. As she did, the fur began falling off her forelegs and paws, though she failed to notice until the blisters started to well up. Something was hurting her - something bad!
The Saint (Killer) knew enough not to walk through radioactive waste, and leapt over it onto the demon itself - using the stony bulk of its leg to propel himself up high enough to jam the point of his flaming sword into the analog of a face. It was hard to tell if it was actually hurting the monster, but the action did elicit a response.
The demon shot a hand out and clenched it around the Saint (Killer), squeezing like a hydraulic press. Had it not been for the organic resilience, the Saint (Killer) was sure his eyes would have popped from his skull. The intent of the demon was not to crush the priest however, but to throw him across the subway platform - which it did, sending the Saint (Killer) flying seventy-five feet, into the graffiti covered wall near the stairs.
The impact was again absorbed by the spells protecting the Saint (Killer), but it certainly didn't feel good; and a rib (or two) had cracked in the process. The Saint could also feel an irritation on his skin and looking, noticed small blisters beginning to form. It seemed the radioactive goo was quite potent after all.
In twilight, Miquel wondered if it was possible to possess a demon.
<"Well, who will ever know, if it is never tried?"> he asked himself rhetorically, trying to go into the demon's form.
It was a short trip however, as the demon's psyche immediately overwhelmed Miguel's and kicked him out on his ass.
<"Ah, there's that,"> he said, getting back up; <"Perhaps I should start with something smaller next time.">
Over near the restrooms meanwhile, Robor caught up to Emend, and could feel that the shadows were still under his sway - though he could not tell what they were doing in there.
Then abruptly, a loud crack split across the ceiling - and a chunk of concrete fell out of it directly above the two disciples! The demon was using its influence over entropy to bring down that portion of the subway tunnel!
Robor and Emend dove out of the way of the initial collapse - but in a matter of seconds, the entire area in front of the restrooms was going to cave in! They had only two options... dive blindly into the pitch black restrooms, or sprint toward the subway car and hope they could outrun gravity!
Emend, confident that he could both run for his life and concentrate at the same time, shot out mind arrows at the industrial waste demon - only to be disappointed by its level of resistance.