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~~((The National Chocolate Pudding Day Special -- page 4 of 10))~~
A pitch black sliver appeared there in midair, darker than even the night around it. Hector didn't get long to wonder what the hell it was for, because Chort's spawn came pouring out of it.

They hopped onto Chort's body and scuttled across it, tugging at the iron chains, trying to remove them. These spawn were smaller than the one currently assailing Hector, looking more like the group that had been fighting Salvador and the others. And indeed, Salvador himself came bulldozing through the apparent portal as well.

The big man fell on the bigger Chort like a sack of bricks. He was obviously confused as what was happening, but that didn't stop him from thrashing around like a wild bull, swatting spawn from atop Chort's and wrestling with the giant claws that were there, too.

So Chort really did have some kind of teleporting capabilities. If Hector's attention wasn't already so thoroughly occupied, he might've wondered if that was thanks to the Chort's aura or just an innate ability--or perhaps some combination of the two.

The portal wasn't closing. More spawn came through, along with Matteo Delaguna.

Hector was almost done clearing a path for himself through the crowd of spawn around him, and he would soon be able to provide much better assistance to his two allies over there, but for now, it was all he could do to keep adding chains to the flailing pile that already covered Chort.

It was like watching the world's most insane rodeo show. Chort tried to buck the two of them off, but somehow, they were both able to hold on, even when some of the Beast's spawn went flying away instead.

Then Salvador's fist glowed brighter than even the moon, lighting up the whole area around him, and he punched a hole straight through Chort's back.