The Unraveling - It Spreads

Life hadn't been good to her anyway. She felt like she had been created only to be tossed aside. Passed from one evil to another. Used, abandoned, discarded, shuffled away, ignored after she was meant for greater things. The crowded room grew distant in the French woman's ears. Where did her story go? When does she get to make the moves?

Her vision filled with the thrashing glittering cavern icicle beast hovering above. Tossing the wolves around it like they were mere ragdolls.

She was done. She was done running, she was FRENCH. If she's going down this beast's gullet then it can choke on her. Let her do one good thing in this life. Has her life meant something after being so cruelly discarded, ghosted, left to wander alone and afraid? Perhaps not until now.

"VIENS ME CHERHER MONSTRE! (come and get me you monster) LET ME BE YOUR DISTRAXION!" She called out into the cavern, her accent thick but clear as it rang over the walls of thick ice.

She leaps forward directly under the beast and then leaps UP! Her jaws wide to grasp at whatever the worm presents her.

"Tu vas t'étouffer avec moi." (you're going to choke on me) She declares as she leaps.