Destruction practice...

[Varys]

"Oh do you? That is an interesting idea....Indeed. But I wonder if any but Teufel would be suitable for this...."

Varys seemed to be thinking for several moments, mummbling to himself. Shaking his head and nodding to himself and his thoughts. What was he to do? Obviously Schrägstrich wanted it's turn, but the sharp claws that wanted nothing to do but stab would hardly be feasible. After all, he might be able to stop from stabbing the man to death, but that wouldn't stop the bleeding.

"No No...Teufel has to come back, Schrägstrich isn't suitable...Simply isn't."

Varys nodded to himself once, he knew he didn't want to kill this one. He was too interesting and too clever. Varys liked Hadrian, he seemed a different version of himself. His eyes would now focus on Hadrian's pure black ones.

"Very well, I shall require afew moments to gather Teufel again if you wish this to happen."

[Hadrian]

Hadrian nodded and wet his lips, the anticipation grew in his stomach. He felt the adrenaline start to flow from his chest into his veins, spreading throughout his body like a cold fire. Every nerve ending in his body seemed to come alive. He grinned in a darkly manic way as he awaited Varys' change with must anticipation. Hadrian wondered if he should kill the youth or not. No, perhaps not, he had been one of the more interesting humans Hadrian had met so far. Besides he had already earned a little of Hadrian's respect and that was indeed and impressive task for a human.

Hadrian grinned, the savage fire of a killer started to slowly burn in his eyes. He clenched and unclenched his fists as he waited with bated breath for their little fight to begin. Hadrian wondered how far the fight would actually go before one of them or both of them were unable to walk away. He was indeed interested to test the skills of this boy Varys.

[Varys]

Varys sighed as he attempted to relax his body. The action was futile, his body was tensed with the pain he knew he would be enduring. Reguardless it signaled the start of the change, with the colors of his skin distorting and changing into those of Teufel's. It was only a matter of time before the real pain began.

Varys' limbs began to lengthen slightly, his muscles stretching and their fibers breaking and being rewoven as his bones grew then then began to rebuild upon themselves. Everything was pain for Varys at that moment in time, and it was only the start. His body was forcibly thrown forward into a doubled over position, Teufels body was malformed and was made in that image. Varys screamed as his straight back was turned into that crooked and deformed body. Hands became stronger, skin became hard and rough.

The last was always the head...The cranium and jaw cracking and twisting to form Teufels horrid mandible. Teeth grew wildly out of proportion and became sharpened. The entire skull grew crooked and the scream ended with the ethereal sound of Teufels voice. The form was complete.

It wasn't long or hard for Teufel to recognize the wing man from before. Varys only required a small bit of prodding for the Nightmare to consider him a target. He was to be smashed, grabbed and bitten. The only question was, what would Teufel do first?

Teufel lunged at his target with his strong hands outstretched. He would attempt to grab his opponent, before beating it into submission. He wanted to squeeze the life out of him. To crush bones and wings. His primary targets were Hadrian's wings to grab, but if that grew out of reach he would merely try to clutch and grab onto what ever he could. Then begin squeezing untill something broke...

[Hadrian]

Hadrian grinned as Varys started his transformation. The sickly cracking and the wet fleshy sounds of skin recomposing were like a disturbing symphony. He watched with grim fascination as bones broke and re-grew, flesh melted and re-formed. Then, Varys the human was no more, the creature Teufel had been freed. Hadrian watched with a soft chuckle as it stared around in confusion. Then there was the flame of recognition and the creature lunged towards him.

"Vicious but not very intelligent," Hadrian commented as he plucked, what seemed to be a blanket of shadows from the air. He whirled the Shadow Curtain infront of his body, it became rigid like metal as Teufel's claws impacted against it. Then Hadrian whipped it fluidily, the curtain returned to a cloth form and wrapped around Teufel's wrist. Hadrain chuckled and side-stepped, pulling Teufel forward and off-balance, much in the same manner as a bull fighter sidesteps a charging bull.

[Varys]

Teufel slammed hard against the black wall. A low ethereal growl emitting from it's twisted jaw as the monstrosity didn't find it's target. It wanted so badly to simply rip the man apart. It missed it's chance and as the shadow wrapped around his wrist, he tried to pull back on it only to be drawn to the ground. He hadn't too much in the ways of fluidity or balance thanks to the malformed body, and it caused him to meet the dirt.

Teufel was hardly done and still tried to maintain a hold on the black cloth type thing that was around his wrist. The beast pulling back on it while it tried to stand. Unnatural strength gripping and pulling, it could only hope to draw the winged man in so he might do more to him. It could only hope that it might get him in range to rip apart.

[Hadrian]

Hadrian smiled darkly as he saw the creature fall. It climbed back to it's mishapen and malformed legs, pulling on his shadow curtain. Hadrian shook his head and let go of it, the shadowy cloth simply melded back into the shadows from whence it was plucked. This was certainly an interesting fight, but it appeared this Teufel was not all that bright. While it was definitely powerful and fast it lacked the intelligence to utilize both properly. It attacked with a sort of primal urgency a deep-rooted instinct that required it to kill.

Hadrian flapped his wings briefly as he jumped back, hovering a few feet in the air. He smiled and moved his hand towards the center of his body, four tendrils of shadows came out of the ground at Teufel's right and left side. At the movement of his hands the tendrils surged forward each one wrapping itself around an arm or leg. Hadrian grinned and stuck his palm out towards the best. A small orb of shadowy energy began to collect in the center of his palm and grew larger before projecting itself as a beam which sped towards the beast's chest.

[Varys]

The beast was not so foolish as to simply let the tendrils wrap about him. The strong arms fought against the force harshly, his arms trying to pull the tendrils close to the creatures mouth. It would gnaw these bonds off if it was required. The strength of the creature would make the drain of mana to hold the bonds slowly become rather significant.

It's legs would attempt to stay aground but balance wasn't the beasts strongest point and it couldn't force it's way downwards. It could however try to release those bonds as well, the muscles straining against the shadows. The beast didnt entirely know this but Varys was directing it to drain as much mana as it could from Hadrian for holding this thing, it could make his attacks weaker and easier to endure. Because that was one of the few things Teufel was good at.