The Unraveling - Going Deeper

Its fury isn't quite satiated by the way it tosses Medusa to the ground, her flesh ripping and tearing.

Its tendrils curl in protectively, briefly shielding its toothy mouth that continues to gnash in barely-restrained hunger.

The beast was not mindness. It perceived everything- every wolf, every movement, every word. It follows the vibrations carefully, searching for something in particular. Its petals flare wide, lashing forward toward Ririka, who stands frozen in fear.

An easy meal.

In one swift movement it lunges toward her, and in the next moment she's gone. Blood and entrails dribbles from the worm's slitted maw. It slowly parts, unfurling and revealing those rows of jagged, ice-encrusted teeth, head swiveling toward Scald.

His noise has the intended effect. More of its length is revealed as it slithers out of the ice, beginning to follow the Raider, ice splintering under its weight. There's no way to tell just how long the thing is.

And Scald only has a lead on it for a moment before it strikes him.

Its head jolts forward, one of its icy tendrils striking him with force from behind. It spears through his back, straight through his chest, with an awful crunching sound. His howl is cut short by a choked gurgle as blood spills from his mouth and chest, pooling beneath him on the ice.

Another jerking motion and the worm sends his lifeless body flying forward toward the cave's entrance.

The cavern is filled with the cacophony of clattering sounds as rocks and ice are thrown at the ceiling. Each impact causes more and more noise, the creaking of splintering ice echoing all around the adventurers. Shards of ice from the ceiling begin to rain down on the worm, and it flinches from the impact, its mouth now tilting up toward the ceiling instead of the its attackers. Distracted, at least for a moment...