Nil, having no arms to lash out at in this given time, absorbs the first snakes head into himself, causing the head to cease to exist and the body to fall limp back to the ground. The other two latch their teeth snuggly into the Holy Shadow, only to discover that there is not a drop of lifes blood on which to feast. In moments, a tiny maelstrom of chainlink tendrils, razor sharp, completely mutilate and decapitate the snakes heads before they have a chance to retract their hold. This all happens entirely unconciously, Nil being focused on summoning Frail, the Holy Beast.

Meanwhile, the two energy attacks collide. The light and sound the two forces give of in their glowing embrace are blinding and deafening in turn, but not so blinding that one cannot see that the Holy Beasts pillar of light does not gain the upper hand of the smaller, and less sustained, orb of energy. It will not be long before the orb is overwhelmed, however, this may just buy Nergal enough time to dodge out of the way of the following blast if that were to be his intention.

Already Nil begins to weaken, the cost of summoning such a large fragment of Frail's power a sore tax upon its being. In the fields a corpse twitches. Lifting its head slightly it begins to crawl away in a pecular, slithering gate that seems as erratic as it is disturbing.