Sansa, shattered by the previous blow.
Her body was absurdly durable, but even she felt as though every bone inside her had crumbled from that strike.
Her dark eyes remained fixed on the retreating beast as she emerged, dragging herself from the crater where she'd been buried.
"Am I just an ant to you… crushed without a second thought while you carry on as if I never existed?"
She grinned darkly, fury painted across her bloodied face.
Clenching her fists violently, the demoness launched herself from the ground once more .. soaring after the creature.
"I'll show you…" Sansa hissed as shadows burst from her body without pause.
"I'll make you understand… what terror truly means."
From behind her back, hundreds—no, thousands—of black tendrils erupted.
Dark abominations tore through her flesh, ripping her back open as they surged outward like writhing worms from another world.
The tendrils swelled to monstrous sizes until Sansa herself looked like a speck in a sea of darkness.
