The father watched out at the battlefield, watching his children fight out for the gods that he served. It couldn't help but laugh in its horrible voice at the sight of all the carnage that was before it. Suddenly it clasped its hands together, shaking the earth once more. All its mouths started to speak in an unholy chorus of prayer. As it did sol the ball beast's eyes turned white, as if possessed by something. It quickly opened itself, and dropped its contents to the ground. Without the care for its original objective it charges right back to its father, the seemingly innocent eyes that wanted to protect now controlled by its creator.
In barely a blink of an eye, the ball crashed right into its creator and explodes onto him like water on a rock. Quickly enveloping the beast, it sacrifices itself to its father. It has given it's two charges to its father, who can use it for ten turns, at the expense of its death.
The father, unfazed by its "childs" death, continued speaking its prayer, but now it spoke it darker. Dark energy starts to circle the beast, jumping around it like a circle of people dancing in darkness around the maypole. One by one, the eyes of the beast turns black, as it talks its language faster, faster, and faster.
The Beast is summoning an ally from another plane. 4/40 charge
The shield monster noticing its father's prayer, quickly sprints back to its creator and resumes a defensive position as it did with its bone dragon brother. While it does so, its flesh moves around violently, quickly pulling itself together from all damage sustained. It does a 2/2 regeneration.
The bone demon, suddenly also getting possessed, runs towards the cannon it summoned. It jumps high, and slams itself into the area where its creation was hurt. Slowly, it melds into the flesh of the larger being. The bone demon has sacrificed itself to give its creation a 3 charge instead of two for ten turns, using its last charge to heal it.
The cannon beast not noticing the sacrifice of its creator, turns its body towards 682. the cannon warms itself up again, but this time, it was warming itself up with something dark. The screams were silent this time, the only thing heard was the wailing of ghosts that wished to be free from their eternal torment The cannon beast warms up its cannon for another attack. 3/12 charge