[19:09:39] Yeah, that much knowledge was known about the monolith. The fantasies. There wasn't much that the Behemoth had fantasized about. Well that sentence was a lie. There were indeed joyful things that the Behemoth daydreamed about. Her children, when they were kids. Her being alive and sticking around for the times she missed. This was to be thought about at a later date. For now. .this giant monolith captured her attention.

Once being gestured to approach the monolith. The locations of where the monolith absorbed mana was described to her as it also came from the earth, the envrionment surrounding it. Horrid entities that lurked about. A portion of this was all it was going to take. A hand was placed on the metal was well, flat-palmed. She could. .feel the abundance of mana coursing about. To her it was. .immeasureable. Being able to utilize such mana was going to be mere impossible she thought.

"Da powa' of Loranthis eh? Sounds pretty cool ah guess..ah dun see dis bein a very easy thing ta' do. ." All she could do was try right? This was better than nothing at all. The question was asked of her by the Silver Queen. Did she Daydream? Crimson hues connected with her's replying back. "About mah kids. .about meh bein' alive wit'em. .if dats not joyful den ah dunno what is. ." Looking back to Marduk, the smile could be seen. A nod was given in return.

"Dar- Mah Queen, step back please? Ah dun wanna see dat' face gettin' scratched." Such words spoken with humor, chuckling even! All attention immediately locked onto the monolith. Looking it up and down once more, now getting to work. She would align her mana with the Seed's. It. .already was just so much. All of it was just simply too much. All she could do was try. Just try.

Monumentus amounts of mana would be conjured as she would proceed with the assimilation of the Monolith. Pulling and extracting only a portion of it at a gradual pace. All of it being directed into the core of her body. Emulating the same process of undergoing the Giant form transformation. The immense power from the monolith could be felt, all of it beginning to multiply very rapidly. As a matter of fact all of it became rather too much. This. .was going to be a lot of mana. She would need another place to direct it if it were to become too much.

One hand moved to grasp the hilt of the eight foot blade 'Ruination', as the red-lines on the hilt began to glow and pulsate. The rune attatched to the rain-guard would give an incandescent glow. As her hand remained flat on the metal, a treacly and gummy substance oozed onto her hand, gradually crawling up and around her hand, pulling itself along Sitrianna's forearm and continually expanding. No. .she musn't break focus! She allowed this to crawl around her arm and eventually stretch onto her body, latching all around, a dark-green gooey material wrapping it around Sitrianna's body.

The task had become strenuous. Condensing too much mana at a time. Sure, Sitrianna was more than just a master with mana control. .but stupendous amounts? No, she had to release it all this very minute before it became too much to take. Not wasting another second, every last bit shot all around her body in one massive explosion resulting in about every appendage to rip and tear. The muscle and what tendons were there had severed almost completely whilst under-going the transformation.

The syrupy goo had nearly wrapped itself all around the Behemoth; the fungus growing with her body. It covered every appendage as the Behemoth grew at an expeditious rate. Unleashing a blood-curdling roar as her height climbed up and up. Reaching beyond that of a Giant's might, beyond the strength of a Titan. .transcending into something much more. So. .so much more.

"AAAARRRGHHH!

Such vocalities able to be heard on even the farthest corners of Loranthis. Everywhere on her body was torn, though such a sight covered up by the fungus. Towering above all. .this. .monstrosity. It didn't appear to even be Sitrianna due to the horrid substance inundating her appearance.

Mana grew difficult to control, as it almost seemed to endlessly flow into her like a river as the hand jolted away from the Monolith. She was. .much. .higher than usual. Hell she couldn't even see Nashandra or Marduk. .all she could see was the wonderous sights that Loranthis had to offer. For now she stood like this. .this. .disgusting. .ugly mass of a woman. Sky-high at nearly one-hundred feet. Perhaps even more.

The Greyrot Fungus now within her muscle and almost body itself. This . .this would not last very much longer, though anyone nearby. .or at least close enough could see the one-hundred foot Undead almost-colossus.
(The Undead Behemoth)
[19:35:15] Marduk observed as Sitrianna went into her giant form, then even bigger into her titan form upon aligning her mana with the monolith. He watched as she grew taller and taller, a fungal goo of sorts surrounding her body while Marduk backed up to avoid being crushed. Soon she seemed to hit her capsize of growth while Marduk looked up at her. He wasn't sure if she would even hear him if he screamed out to her, but now that he saw her power he came to an epitome. She already beat him quite easily in her giant form, and smashed through his earthen armor in the matter of a couple rounds of battle. She hadn't even shown him her titan form until just then and now was achieving an even greater form.

Marduk felt nearly hopeless, like he was never going to be able to keep up with one of the greatest of his kind. He wouldn't just give up at the sight of this, looking up at his fellow dragonkin with furious determination. He now knew he had to further improve his powers in order to keep up with the world now, especially if he was going to take out clan of Kaor level yokai and keep up with Sitrianna. It was clear he still had time too, Sitrianna didn't seem to be able to move much in her current form, so it clearly needed work on control. Marduk made his decision at this point, he was going to have to train even harder, harden his earthen armor to something even greater, and make his abilities even more devastating.

He continued to look at Sitrianna, hoping she could control her mana so she didn't explode or something.
(Marduk)
[19:48:03] Power. There was just. .so much of it to be felt. It was nearly impossible to further control it. She couldn't even move, she couldn't even lift a single finger. Even if she could, there wouldn't be enough room for her to manuver around on the island without causing destruction. At a gradual pace the Behemoth began to shrank, the Greyrot Fungus had remained glued around her form. In a way the Monolith had acted as a steroid to Sitrianna.

There was no defined shape or any real structure to the technique as of yet. The more mana that burned, the more swiftly the Behemoth shrank back down to size. Within a few short moments, Sitrianna had fallen back down to normal size. .except. .her body was even more. .ripped and torn. Expanded. Some of the Greyrot Fungus would have clung to her body. As a matter of fact it was all gathered within her muscle. The fatigue was great. There was no pain to be felt as an Undead. Though..exhaustion could still be felt. There was little to none mana left.

Faltering to the ground, there were no words to be said. There was no strength to do so, if she could sleep the Behemoth probably would right about now. But her lifeless body simply sat there. .appearing to be just that. Lifeless. If you listened carefully. .every now and then a faint groan could be heard.
(The Undead Behemoth)