Within seconds, Death's travel through the shadows came to fruition, and he found Atma's team as described. They were already standing relatively close together, so Death appeared in the center of them. "Might want to brace yourselves, rookies," was all he said before immediately teleporting them all back to his previous location, the entrance to the void space. "Assuming you don't want to die, I'd highly suggest you get inside, qui-"<br/><br/>His words were cut off by an incredibly loud roar. The source of it became immediately apparent; less than a block away, towering above the rooftops, was an absolute giant of a beast, violently lumbering towards them. Death's eyes darted between the dazed group of Hunters beside him and the gargantuan demon, and after a few moments, he made his decision. The meteor was getting ever closer to the ground, and Atma's group was certainly in no easy position to get in a fight. Something<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>big might not even die from the meteor impact, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let it get away knowing where the portal to his realm was. Death shifted his hand to summon a wall of energy, which quickly moved, pushing Atma and his team through the portal and into safety. As he spun back around to face the demon, he found that its foot was barreling straight towards him.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Shit!</span>" The overuse of his mass teleportation and building the void space for habitation had taken a fair amount of Death's energy, and he was unable to avoid the blow in time. The beast's foot connected hard with his chest, and the angle of the kick sent him flying into the air. Despite his loss of energy, though, Death was far from an incompetent fighter - it took him only seconds to right himself in midair, and he unhooked Omen from his belt, preparing to strike.<br/><br/>Grasping the left scythe in his hand, Death threw his arm forward - not with the intention of hitting, but to swing the other scythe, which was strung onto the one he held, forward. It flew in a wide arc, planting its blade firmly in the shoulder of the monolithic beast. It roared in pain as Death swung under its raised arm, the blade digging in further the entire way. Before long he had come full circle, and landed on the demon's shoulder. He planted his foot on the blade harshly, further increasing the depth at which the blade was embedded, and soon after jumped off to the side, tugging hard on the scythe still in his grip.<br/><br/>Gore splattered everywhere as the scythe finally sliced clean through, cutting the creature's arm off entirely. The beast roared in pain, staggering backwards and reaching awkwardly towards its stump of an arm. Death landed gracefully, catching the second scythe in his free hand, and waited for the creature to continue its onslaught. He took only a moment to look back and check the meteor, and it was clear there wasn't much time left.