[Hector's eyes widen as Isaac emerges with his creation. He was expecting a monstrous horror...
...he wonders, with a stab of jealousy, if Isaac fucks it.
Hector turns back to his plant-monster and kneels. He channels his power into it to spark it to life as-is, with thin, thorny tendrils and a large bud that blooms into a razor-sharp corpseweed.
It unfurls and rises, using its roots and vines like spindly spider legs. It looks cartoonish set against the sculpted, morbid beauty of Isaac's creation.]
Mine is venomous as well. They might nullify each others' toxins. I can summon another devil if you want a better test of your devil's touch.
[Hector won't without Isaac's say; he's too likely to take it as an admission of defeat.]
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...he wonders, with a stab of jealousy, if Isaac fucks it.
Hector turns back to his plant-monster and kneels. He channels his power into it to spark it to life as-is, with thin, thorny tendrils and a large bud that blooms into a razor-sharp corpseweed.
It unfurls and rises, using its roots and vines like spindly spider legs. It looks cartoonish set against the sculpted, morbid beauty of Isaac's creation.]
Mine is venomous as well. They might nullify each others' toxins. I can summon another devil if you want a better test of your devil's touch.
[Hector won't without Isaac's say; he's too likely to take it as an admission of defeat.]