The beast roared and stomped all four of it's legs in a rage of pain, sending charged blood spewing from severed, bleeding limbs in all directions. It lowers its head, narrowing blue, snake's eyes before closing the armored lids and jabbing the thick, scaled bones of its head through the ground in a large semi-circle. The gash in the permafrost was wide and deep enough to have to jump, but at least the intelligent creature now had a wall of sorts, a barrier.

Somehow, in his movements, he missed the bay mare who moved underneath his belly, and her horn slashed too true for comfort. The coiled blade of Lena severed a major artery in the creature's leg, and this was both good and bad. Along with Crowley's magic use, the slowed beast was now slowing even more from bloodloss, but the crimson, charged liquid was now flowing in a thick river all around the beast, making falling more likely and more dangerous.

Since the blood of the monster was already flowing thickly, Imogen managed to bite the flesh and tear it more, but with no doubt, a torrent of the crimson liquid painted his coat with pain.

The creature released a harrowing, deep cry that reverberated through the mountains. Blood was gushing from her wound. The beast turned around to face the creatures, narrowly avoiding Illynx's attack to her hind leg, and the large dragon smashed her tail into the ground then swept it harshly around her side, drawing any in the perimeter close, right within her taloned grasp.

Facing Ruka, the monster lifted her neck, so his barbed horn passed just beneath her throat, but still sliced it open. Shocking blood fell from the wound almost instantly, straight down onto his body, and the beast drew a hand up to try and catch the barbed unicorn midleap. While she managed to miss, the beast slammed the hand down, certainly catching the unicorn with her body-length talons.

Crowley managed to bite the monster's leg, all right. He also got a mouthful of shocking blood, but Talbot failed in his efforts. The creature spit a large pool of blue liquid in front of itself, effectively blocking any sane attacks for the time being. The smell of smoke caught her attention next, and she saw that the wolf was already cooking. The beast moved down to try and pick up the wolf in her massive jaws since she was hungry and tired and desperately needing a snack.

Ah, but the final stallion manages to catch her. Blood pouring from her arteries and neck, she falls. She cries, a mournful, powerful sound before falling to the snow, broken and beaten.

Blue eyes close, but another set opens. From within her belly rumbles something... life. Razor sharp talons tear her flesh from within, revealing triplets of smaller, dangerous looking beastlings. Like raptors, they grin, standing on birdlike hind legs. Longer forelimbs with deft, hands click and clack as they stare hungrily. One of them lets out a warped call and the rest of them follow before running after the unicorns, toothy jaws open and eager.