Stranger Danger!

It might have been a delicate hand once and there were even some traces of red nail polish on the long claws of its fingers.

What came out of the cage was disturbing, like it made you feel sick just looking at it. A female body wearing a black pantsuit with a white shirt and red tie, but there was something wrong with her. Her right hand was deformed and had claws, her left arm ended in a crustacean pincer claw and her head was a huge mass of strange dark flesh, disgustingly bloated with a single multi-faceted eye and some short tentacles.

Arabella Veronati
Lvl 10
Black Velvet enforcer
-200 rp
Status: Possession (Outsider spawn)
560/560 hp
80/80 mp

"Kim, it's not a creature it's a human. You can't ask me to kill her! Can't you remove this thing? Cure her? Exorcize her? I don't want to **** another human being." he shouted at the Demon Slayer while walking away from the thing that appeared.

"You really are foolish if you think this thing is still human. She had received an Outsider spawn, nothing can undo this. The good news is that it is still young, killing the host will weaken it enough for you to end his existence." she replied.

"But why keep her alive? Why not end her suffering with your sword? Won't you show any mercy? " he retorted.

"She's Black Velvet, they are a mob like organization in the Abyss that deals with human trafficking for mana farms or the sex slaves trade. To become an enforcer in their ranks you have to sell or kill your whole family. They were foolish enough to summon this thing in their war with the 33 Scions, it killed everyone in the truck they used to bring it to a fight before I captured it. Now kill it, show it the mercy you think it deserves. " she explained.

Even a piece of shit human being didn't deserve to share her body and mind with some sort of extra dimensional eldricht abomination.

John looked closely at the creature to know more about the Outsider spawn.

Outsider Spawn: eldricht abomination
This is the larval stage of an Outsider. Outsider is the name of the denizens of the Void, they live outside of the universe unbound by any physical or natural laws. In the larval stage they need a living host to survive inside the universe. There are no rules or any logic to their appearance, metabolism, abilities. Trying to understand their mind or thoughts is the path to madness.

"Damn, in short it's a bad idea to even get close to this thing. Why do people dealing with this kind of stuff always insist on keeping some alive, don't they watch movies? It always ends badly. And today it could end badly for me. " John thought.

He put his blade to his side and got his slingshot out, letting go of a few metal balls to probe the thing's resistance.

0 dmg
0 dmg
0 dmg
1 dmg

Everything that hit the part covered in clothes did no dmg and the one that hit the flesh of the creature did only one!
John looked more closely at the suit, realizing that it should be torn and damaged or even covered in blood.

Black Velvet pantsuit : special item.
This very expensive Italian suit is made of materials that make it bullet proof. It also has an enchantment to keep it clean and prevents chaffing.
And it makes the wearer look very classy.
Black Velvet has a 20000$ bounty on any non member found wearing one.
+80 armor
-100% damage against non magical projectiles
+15 Charisma
High standing : this suit always looks clean and perfectly ironed.
Durability : 88/100

John followed with Magic Projectiles using one with each element starting with Life and ending with lighting.

6 dmg
0 dmg
30 dmg

"What the fuck?" he cursed. Life did almost nothing to it, Darkness had no effect and Lightning wasn't even dealing the normal dmg. What would work on such a thing? No, that was not exact, when the Life projectiles hit the creature it let go of a tortured wail, probably giving the host just enough sanity to realize what was happening.

Blunt **** might work, but not with that suit. The creature was shuffling towards him, but John remembered that it slaughtered a whole **** team from an Abyss mob organization. He got some of his slime ammo and shot three of them on the suit of the creature.

He got his saber out and equipped the shield he got in the forest, today wasn't the day to get hurt. He never used a shield before but it felt natural, it might be one thing that the KriegsKraft fighting style specialized in.

Ready to fight, John barely dodged the creature as it leaped 10 feet to cut his head with its crab claw. The tip of the claw ripped on the shield and John didn't even got a hit in before jumping away to avoid being cut by its other hand.

The violent moves of the creature had achieved to tear away the acid eaten suit it was wearing. John realized that the spawn had not taken over her whole body. Her head was covered (or replaced) by the bulbous mass of dark flesh, her left arm was totally transformed with the crab claw, a long armored organ looking like a centipede was covering her spine and fine tendrils were connecting it to the back of her legs and second arm. Everything else was just the naked flesh of what should have once been a really beautiful woman.

His first impression was right, it would be mercy to kill the host if there existed no way to remove this thing and the fact that it replaced or infected her head confirmed what Kim had said. The creature probably was summoned inside of her head.

"I should have guessed you would do something like that, you are a boy after all." remarked Kim, looking at him facing the naked possessed woman.

"Do you think I have the time to think about that? This suit was bullet proof!" he screamed back. Why would he accept having her think he was a pervert the only time he wasn't?

The creature got ready for another leap, this time John was ready and while he blocked the cleaving blow on his shield with a side step he slashed its belly with a lightning infused Charged Strike.

62 dmg crit! (charged strike, elemental resistance)

A nice hit but even the only thing that worked on this thing wasn't working to its fullest.

As he retreated he used a lightning Magic Projectile it was bound to stun it sooner or later, offering him a way to strike without dying. Fighting Sylvia had been hard with her looking so human, it was harder here even if she had been a hired killer and slaver she was human, worse the text said it needed a living host so she was still alive.

32 dmg

Pitiful! He had trained and improved but this opponent made him feel like he was very weak. The gash he made on her belly was already closing after having spewed some dark ichor.

460/560 hp This couldn't be right! He made 130 dmg on her. Years of playing video games and good math skills had trained him to keep track of how much dmg he dealt when it was possible.

He cast another couple of Magic Projectiles to keep her hp down.

28 dmg
30 dmg

On her next **** he used a focused strike to aim at her throat, hoping to get more dmg out of it, he kept adding lightning dmg with this strike. (would the creature even be harmed by normal attacks?)

It didn't went as expected, the creature didn't follow the same pattern and spat a huge glob of the black substance on him.

John interrupted his own attack to use Clean on himself before the liquid had the time to do what it was expected to do. (and John had no desire to discover what it was.)

He ran away and noticed that the creature did have a pattern. She was shuffling around for a few seconds and leaped, at which point she attacked. But she didn't chase him when he was running away, waiting to leap on him instead. The spawn might need some time to charge some energy in the woman's body between each jump.

He positioned himself near a pillar and waited for the next jump. Ready to counter attack he watched the creature assume the same stance as usual, crouching before the jump.

Except that it didn't jump immediately opening a mouth that John hoped he could some day forget about the abomination unleashed a spell on him.

An orb of black light (proving the lack of adherence to the laws of nature of this creature.) fired from its maw in John's direction. The ball of energy was of a black so dark that it was hurting his eyes, every braincell screaming that what he was seeing couldn't exist.

He managed to block it with his shield, reminding himself of its spell blocking feature. Even with that he felt the blow in his whole arm, worse the spell didn't dissipate once blocked. The orb was stuck in the middle of the wooden shield and John had to remove it and throw it away before it ate through it and touched his numb arm.

In the few seconds it took him to react to this the creature was on him having leaped once again. The crab pincher snapped his saber in two like a raw noodle and its other clawed hand slashed him, sending him flying 6 meters to his right in another pillar. Thanks to his boots he managed to avoid being crushed against the stone by recovering on it before getting down on the floor. (being quicker horizontally apparently counted as falling.)

-60 hp (bleeding : -6 hp/min)

John looked down at the half weapon in his hand, the lost shield and the open gashs on his abdomen.

"Fuck!" he said. It really wasn't his day.