A small smile of triumph split his lips as he heard the cracking of the rock face, the voice of her powers rending the earth to it's own design. Watching, a tinge of awe etched across his features, as her creation pulled itself from the stones, it's massive form moving with a sentient life of it's own as it stepped forward to help him fight the many beasts that had encircled him. Relief flooded through his veins at the knowledge that Levani had taken his instructions and saw fit to make them reality. Pale eyes darted from creature to twisted creature, sizing each of them up, deciding which one to strike first, playing out the motions of the fight in his mind, a mortal game of chess.<br/><br/>With the golem working diligently to pulverize any beast within it's reach, and Levani working herself around behind the massive creature that was their true obstacle, Kallo emptied his mind and became one with his blade, using it's momentum and his practiced footwork to create a deadly dance that sent pieces of corrupted sailing away from him, a pool of crimson and black growing ever larger around him. With the pack of twisted creatures thinning, their mindless tactics to overwhelm him with numbers changed, shifting to attack him as a single being, rather than many individuals.<br/><br/>The shift in their tactics was unexpected, catching Kallo off guard, leaving an unintended opening for one of the mutations to slip past the deadly edge of his blade, gripping his thigh in it's vice like jaws, the sharp teeth breaking against the hard steel plates, though more than a few teeth found the softer bits of leather, punching through into his skin. Ignoring the searing pain that exploded in his thigh, he brought the pommel of his massive blade down on the crown of it's head, splintering it's skull with a sickening crunch. The moment it took to pull the clamped jaws from his thigh left him open to yet another attack, a smaller, more agile creature leaped through the air, catching him in the chest as he turned to face it, sending him crashing to his back, his sword falling to the ground a few feet from him. At the last possible moment, Kallo's hands caught the beast by it's snapping jaws, mere inches from his face. Though it's fangs pierced his gloved hands, his iron will ignored the pain, gripping the upper and lower jaw, forcing them apart until the bones cracked and the flesh tore from muscles, raining black and crimson down on his face.<br/><br/>Tossing the broken corruption from him, he regained his footing in time to see Levani's summoned golem come to his rescue, crushing the last of the smaller creatures that had surrounded him, only to turn back to the massive, ancient beast as it attempted to smash the golem into the ground, much as it did to the twisted cretins that now lay in pieces around them. An astonished look etched itself across Kallo's face as he watched the golem turn the strength of the ancient beast aside, Levani's power clearly evident in it's abilities. The angry, frustrated shriek that ripped from the ancient beast's maw was deafening, leaving Kallo with a sharp ringing in his ears as he scooped his sword up and sprinted towards the giant, pale orbs finding Levani as she summoned her intricate vines to snare the creature.<br/><br/>As the beast affixed it's ire on Levani, lunging forward to snap at her in an attempt to crush the life from her, Kallo dug his feet in and pushed harder, trying to close the distance quicker than he possibly could. Wincing visibly as the mammoth's head connected with her small form, he searched fervently for an opening to get to the beast's softer underside, looking for a way to end this fight before one or both of them were seriously injured.<br/><br/>Though he could not see his companion anymore, blocked by the mammoth girth of the enemy that stood before him, a wide grin spread across his face as the beast screamed in agony. 'That a girl, lass.' He knew she had found a weak spot somewhere, giving him the opening he needed to inflict a mortal wound. Even as he saw the opening as the creature reeled back, flashing it's underside to him, Levani's voice filtered through the cacophony of the ancient creature's screams of anguish, urging him to find his opening and strike.<br/><br/>Knowing this could be his only opportunity to get a clean opening, Kallo sprinted under the beast's chest and leaped into the air, bringing his massive blade in an overhead strike, the razor sharp blade piercing the corrupted's hide, trailing a slice along it's belly. As his blade split the creature's underside open, black and crimson cascading over him in a bath of gore, the shear size of the mammoth, the shear weight of it's internal organs, helped to rip the wound even further, it's innards beginning to fall out and hang like some grotesque curtain. Landing in the slimy gore, Kallo lost his footing and slipped, catching himself as he fell to one knee, hand splayed on the ground to keep him from sprawling face first in the creature's filth.<br/><br/>Though he offered the twisted beast a mortal wound, it was not a decisively immediate wound. As the beast let out a deafening death rattle, thrashing as any wounded animal would in it's death throws, Kallo tried desperately to get to his feet and get away from the thrashing mammoth, which was made all the more difficult by the shaking earth beneath his feet at every stomp of the corrupted creature. Using the bit of footing he could manage, with a forceful thrust of his legs he threw himself out from under the mighty beast, landing with a somewhat ungraceful roll, rising to a knee, his sword held before him to steady himself.<br/><br/>With barely enough time to register the swing of the ancient's massive tail, Kallo dug the point of his sword into the ground and braced himself for it's impact, knowing that he couldn't dodge the attack, down on one knee as he was. Stone covered tail collided with hardened steel and flesh, snapping his blade with a sharp crack, leaving a broken shard standing in the ground, the other half sent sailing away, much as Kallo himself was sent flying across the field of battle. Half unconscious from the impact that sent him flying, he couldn't so much as orient himself, nor brace himself as he collided with the cliff face, landing at it's based in a crumpled heap, alive, but wounded. The last thought to cross his mind before losing consciousness, was of Levani, hoping that she had cleared herself from the thrashing beast as it succumbed to it's mortal wound.