Eden burns

The stairwell was buried under chunks of concrete and steel large and heavy enough to flatten trucks, but the ceiling was high, and the gap in it gave me a view of the chamber beyond, lit by the red emergency lights. My view of Scion was obstructed by the rubble on the stairs, but I saw the golden glow that he cast off.
He was so small, so far away.
The partner, so massive.
The room looked like an aircraft hangar. My bugs reached out, and I could only sense the three walls closest to me. Vast.
The partner filled the space, beautiful in a way I struggled to put words to.
[...]
This is the well. This is what Scion looks like, when we see beyond the image on the surface. This is the sheer amount of flesh we need to destroy, when we do manage to get past his defenses.
[...]
Two things hit me at the same time.
One of those things was that the odd, pattern-like kaleidoscopes of flesh and whatever else weren't terminus points, but points where the limbs passed into another dimension.
The well was far deeper than I'd thought. There was so much more to the entities than we were seeing here.
[...]
Scion's hand glowed as he reached down to his counterpart's neck.
He carved through his counterpart's flesh, severing the head.
[...]
Scion gripped the corpse, then rose into the air.
Everything moved in response. The entire room, shifting. Every part dragging towards one central point. Flesh disappeared into the patterns that hung in the air, patterns shifted, and parts emerged from others. Pulled into invisible mouse holes and portals, pulled out of others.
[...]
Scion had his hand raised over his head, the other entity held above, with masses of its flesh trailing beneath them.
[...]
He used his golden light to burn the other. It coursed through the tissues, through the entirety of the thing. An ocean of experimental features, of flesh and body parts.
[...]
I turned my head, gazing at the remains of the ‘garden', slowly being consumed and reduced to motes of darkness by the golden light.

- Venom 29.8