After the armored dragonoid weaved around a strike to launch a jab-cross-jab-uppercut combo into Enjin’s chest and head; the Aspect lunged forward and managed to grab Monster X by the middle with a tackle. Body slamming X into the stone wall, Enjin reorganized its hold and grabbed Monster X by his head; proceeding to repeatedly bash him into the granite. While his armor was more durable than the stone and saved him from being crushed, the multiple bashings on an already cracked helmet was causing chunks of it to splinter or break off. The head-crest on the anterior portion of Monster X’s helmet broke off entirely, as did the left eye guard after the last bash. Enjin charged up a mana grenade in its free arm and swung up, intent on smashing it directly into Monster X’s head for a killing blow. Unable to get out of the way fully in time, Monster X could only swat the hand aside and force the explosive into the cliffside next to it. It blew up about a dozen meters away from his face, blowing Enjin back amongst a tidal wave of debris. Monster X, burned and smoking from the explosion across his armor and exposed skin, slumped against the cliffside under haggard breath, his hearing blown out and his vision blackening in and out every time he took air in past his bleeding jaws. Blackness surrounded him as another voice entered his mind amongst the fractions of seconds ticking by.
‘Too weak…’
Flashes of memory shot across his vision, alternating with the real world every passing moment. The forest and cliffside metamorphosed into corpse of an unearthly city under two moons. Hundreds of screaming voices calling out at once in a droning chorus dueling with the howling winter gales. The image of Grand King Ghidorah stretched across his vision, approaching him during the times the visions overtook his sight, and morphing it back and forth into a recovered and advancing Enjin as the real world became visible for brief instances. A gargantuan roar ripped through Monster X’s mind. Someone was tearing through his mind as if clawing at the inside of his skull, and they wanted out.
‘I remember, everything. I’m real. You’re the fake, you’re too weak… You are losing, I’m not letting a fake kill me…’
Kaizer Ghidorah’s voice hissed with dripping venom. A overwhelming power began to overtake Monster X’s body. Enjin took a pause, readying itself as the delirious Xilian kaiju screamed in pain and clutched his head, trying to keep the internal intruder back. The visions of the past flashed before Monster X’s mind too quickly to observe in detail, out of control gravity causing debris to fly about in all directions.
‘You don’t belong, you don’t even have a name. Ghidorah is still alive because of you!’
All mental focus was completely gone as Monster X’s psyche was assaulted by Kaizer Ghidorah’s personality, X’s only feelings were those of being torn away from his body as someone attempted to hijack it. He tried to fight it, but it was like trying to hold back an ocean of hatred, rage, and raw power. He couldn’t beat Enjin with his body, and he couldn’t beat this entity with his mind. He’d failed, he’d lost.