The Unraveling - It Burns

Havoc miraculously pulls it off, landing on the worm over the lava for a moment, teeth slashing, then pushes off, twisting so she lands on her feet, sliding, until her dull claws bring her to a stop. Through the chaos around her - wolves screaming, the stench of burning flesh and blood - Havoc laughs madly, manically, rising to a howl of exhilaration. "Fuck yeah, get it!" she half-screams, half-laughs at the scene. Her gold eyes are bright, almost feverishly bright as she preps to leap again - only to need to dodge a rock someone had thrown at her head. Well, not at her head specifically, apparently, but just chucking rocks at all and sundry. "Knock it off, you little shit, or I'll throw you in next," she snarled at Boggy. Not that she didn't like kids. They were ok. But not when they were on their way to hitting her with rocks. Even she drew the line somewhere.

With a growl at being thrown off balance, she threw herself back into the fray, trying again for the same move since it had proven so survivable the last time, and if it wasn't broke why fix it?