*With speed unmatched by any encounters beforehand he skewers the remaining Voidborn like pigs on spits - the first one swirls down his throat spinning around like being sucked down a whirlpool. The other goes down just as easily, albeit more slowly. As it goes down it cries out.*
"Ohh, DOMINUS, help me, please... The T H I C C-hood is come to eat us... to eat our Voidsigned souls..."
*Its final words as it digests in the bloating-with-newfound-Void-power Tony. He convulses, collapses, vomiting up a black fluid, then sees a vision... he feels water wash upon him. He looks around. A beachfront of some sort. There are abandoned fishing boats in the distance. Before him a great entity has beached on the surf, dead, for who-knows-how-long. The vision fades, the sea does too, revealing itself to be the black bile he just coughed up. What has he done? What compelled him to do what he did? Any concern he has for his sudden behavior vanishes as soon as he thinks about it though. He reflects on it. He is certain now, this was the right thing to do. This is the only way he can fight the greater Void powers that be.*
*He feels bigger too. Not just fatter, but as though he has grown an inch or two taller. As he stumbles back on his feet he feels the crunch of these newly grown bones. He is dizzy, unsteady on his feet, but finally, is able to move as effortlessly as he had before. Black mists evaporate from the pores of his body, swirling and wrapping around him. His chest tightens, some small circle having imprinted on the front of his armor. It is painful, but with the pain comes power. The mists shoot out of him at intense whirlwind speeds, coiling themselves around him. Faces. The faces of many souls are seen in the mists as they fly by his vision. Then the mists escape upward and take the ceiling with them.*
*Tony is on the floor again, given a sucker punch of a lifetime. He breathes heavily, before calming down, getting back up, again, and acting as if everything is business as usual.*
*There is the matter of the shiny on the ground which he goes to inspect...*
Through Dark Souls of futures past. The speed runner longs to see. One boost between a pair of binos. Parry Walk with Me.