Into the Depths: Investigating the Shimmering Shore Tunnels (Group 2)

A low, guttural growl resonated from Nimue, her snout rooting through mucus-covered flesh, filling her maw as she dug deeper, and deeper, and deeper. Wanting to find some type of skeletal structure inside the beast. But suddenly, she was forced to let go- her claws losing their grip against its slimy body, as pain erupted across her inner left leg. It was a hot, searing sensation- one that amplified as the worm's slime mixed into the fresh wound, earning a sharp yelp from the nymph. She slid off its back, rolling several feet in a blur of motion.

She tried to spring to her paws, just as an ear-piercing shriek filled the space around them, resonating from the beast. Mortis and Ludovic were attacking it, forcing it to recoil inside of itself, to protect its eye.

Holding her injured leg against her chest, Nimue limped forward, her need to fight and win insatiable. Behind her, a trail of blood is left in her wake- hot and sticky, as it spilled onto the cold floor.

She’s beside Mortis and Ludo now, lunging forward to try and bite into the worm again. A strange, putrid fluid is leaking from its wounds, coating its body in a sticky substance. It’s difficult, but Nimue’s not trying to mount it this time- she’s just trying to bite the damn thing, to tear it apart, piece by bloody piece.

"Nimue Vasanti"