Breaking Lord of Loss' Legs

He wanted me to act… and I had an idea what he wanted me to do. I flew at Lord of Loss. Another hit, like the one I'd delivered before, only the silver blades weren't in place.


Even if this didn't work, it might delay the next telescoping lance from coming out.


I slammed into Lord of Loss, and this time there was an effect. Far below, two forelegs of his centaur form were breaking. I was slower than the thrown silver blades, so Precipice had signaled me, then timed the throws to connect just before I did.


Lord of Loss lurched forward, his forward tilt and the falling legs damaging the house as they toppled. His shield came forward, the end slamming into the ground, which allowed him to avoid a faceplant. Already, his legs were reforming.


Silver blades hit the shield, and I hit Lord of Loss. The shield broke, and the broken end skidded on the ground. Where it skidded, floorboards broke and shattered, and masses beneath the floorboards began to move, disturbing them further.


It was taking two of us just to keep an Endbringer-sized breaker from getting fully put together and building up his momentum. Our team wasn't getting away because forward progress was a slog, hampered by Nursery's power and the soldiers that had to be dealt with one by one.

***

I took the signal for what it was and engaged Lord of Loss. Again, the lance swiped past me. The aftermath was worse than it had been, pulling me into the eddy of air that followed after the lance.


I closed the distance, and I landed a solid blow. Lord of Loss began to crumble.


One-two punches. I wasn't even sure it was possible to take Lord of Loss out of commission, but if we could slow him down enough…


The crumbling continued.


Did we kill him?


With each piece that hit the ground, more of the 'floor' broke, where the floor was just something interdimensional, a landscape rewrite that produced floorboards about as durable as popsicle sticks, with a whole lot of fertile meat things beneath that surface.

- Blinding 11.7