Dark Room Training.

The pixelfication ceased, returning the entity back into it's bloated state that popped like a balloon the moment the blood came in contacting with it. The pop released a boon that caused a massive soundwave, flinging the two back. Baseball-sized black orbs burst from withing the bloated figure, flinging all over the room, bouncing back n'forth, eroding whatever they touch. A swarm flung toward the two, ricocheting back n'forth in a serpentine motion.

A bright yellow flash consumed the room, blasting away the black orbs. Light returned to the room as the flash diminished, revealing a tall thin norm man in a leather trench coat, short pulled back black hair with a goatee. The man looked around at the two then snapped his fingers. "Sheave! We got an emergency! Sorry green horns but training is done, Bastion is under attack and all hands are on deck."