The Unraveling - It Rises

Empousa smiles though it is brief as the rage continues to bubble inside of her chest, and she begins to try and ripe off one of the plates of its shell. Her nails dig deeper, in an attempt to stay attached to her prey.

Her vision is red, and she can feel herself slipping. She was heading in the direction of blacking out, of becoming the all-consumed monster when her emotions got out of whack. But she hangs on, focusing on her task at hand, get this thing dealt with, go to Jay, whether she was back in her pack lands or not. Make sure the pretty brown lady was alright, and if she wasn't she would hug her and try to make her feel alright. She would try.

Her focus not leaving the worm as it wreaks havoc on the space around her and the individuals as well, she does not care for those who do not matter to her. So instead, she focused back on tearing its shell apart to get to the weaker flesh underneath.

"Speach"