Siberian

> > The Siberian cleaved deep.  The way her body intersected Scion, it was like ghosts fighting.

> > Tattletale says he closes wounds as fast as they appear, so fast our senses can’t perceive it.[...]

> > If that was so, the Siberian was doing horrific amounts of damage.  She passed bodily through him, and glowing motes followed her as she emerged on the other side, landing and wheeling around.

> > The Siberian was standing in the middle of Scion, their bodies overlapping.  If her presence tore into him, then every passing fraction of a second was a good one-hundred and some pounds of flesh being eaten away.  Depending on how fast he regenerated, it could be vast quantities.

> Venom 29.7