Adrian had both underestimated and overestimated Pestilence. She was strong, incredibly so.
And at the same time very weak, it was her diseases that were a threat but if you can get through them.
Defeating her would not be as hard, Adrian realised that soon after, his body grew countless tumours.
He growled and continued lunging at her even as his silver fur turned dull and fell off, even as his teeth rotted and turned to dust.
His blood boiled as tumours grew and exploded with puss all over his body, he became so emaciated his skin stuck firmly to his bones.
All diseases one can think of attacked him all at once, his mind sunk into oblivion and he felt himself losing his memories.
Soon after the lines between reality and illusion were blurred as his brain tumours consumed his brain.
His esper surged like a wave destroying everything it touched, the tumours disappeared.
The viruses and bacteria died and the decaying organs regenerated, his muscles grew back like a balloon.
