Events seemed to speed up into a crescendo of motion and displacement. Kristoff felt his boots leave the metal of the train carriage floor and he was hurtling through the air before slamming into one of the highly uncomfortable rows of seats designed for unlucky passengers that would or could not pay for classier modes of transport.<br/><br/>The servitor seemed to have no such trouble with the tumult simply leaping to the passenger luggage rails and using its impressively large claws to anchor itself in place till the locomotive's car had stabilized. By the time the pallid digits of the Psychopomp had torn the carriage wall asunder the beast was bounding almost in time with Belle for the space once occupied by the door which had been ripped from it's socket by the Egyptian. It's body had the grace of a panther with sleek musculature easily visible working under it's coat of scales. Given the gulf in sizes between the two beasts flight would seem a intelligent option for the barghest as the psychopomps sheer mass was enough to dwarf the smaller creature.<br/><br/>This was not to be the case however for as soon as the draconic hound had achieved egress from what was to quickly become a metal sarcophagus it wheeled around picking up even more speed on the shore of the great ocean and launched itself  at full speed at what could be considered the creatures flank. Whatever passed for nature in its home had given it myriad weapons and it was attempting to use them all with unwavering ferocity.<br/><br/>Kristoff pushing himself to his knees had enough presence of mind to be thankful for the distraction - if not for himself then at least the girl who had been mauled by the malign specter.<br/><br/>Then the sending pieced the veil of Kristoffs thoughts. Rushing through the corridors of his mind like a thing possessed it attempted to burrow deep into his being. A carrion call that marked him as the hunted....<br/><br/>Odium.<br/><br/>A rage so terrible that it seared all thoughts from the mind of the vessel that was referred to by his fellow man as Kristoff. Under a blood red sky their axes glistening with blood and draped with entrails Viking warriors had felt a fraction of this as toxic mushrooms eroded both their inhibitions and humanity driving them into berserk fury. This transcended such mortal trivialities echoing the ecstatic states felt by shaman and monks as the breached they will of the divine.<br/><br/>The membranous flesh at each edge of Kristoff's mouth began to separate letting thin rivulets of blood and mucus pour between. Inside were teeth not so unlike that of the barghest . Skin bubbled and gave off an acrid stink as twin nubs of sharp bone formed from the shifting mass of skull. Bones cracked and expanded within a chest pumping tectonically with the heat of the deep kiln.<br/><br/>Inside Kristoff's mind a litany of destruction played.<br/><br/>Kill,slash,main,burn,rend,throttle,hack,tear,mutilate,gouge,impale,skewer,lacerate,flense,annihilate.<br/><br/>But this was only a human facsimile of the alien minds thought currents and thus imperfect in capturing the true potency of the desire. Kristoff threw back a head that no longer resembled that of ape - great or otherwise and let loose a roar that echoed off into forever.<br/><br/>The priest should his prowess as a thurmaturge prove sufficient would feel echoes of Saint George's mythic battle as well as even older memories of ancient Babylon and titanic creatures that their gods drew life and power from. The Egyptian mage on the other hand would likey draw parallels with Sobek and beasts under his command.<br/><br/>What the rest of the rest of the band made of a such a shift was anyone's guess.