The Unraveling - It Rises

Maki wasn't much of a fighter, had always been more of a daydreamer with her head up in the clouds, but in that moment she felt every bit a Hattori. Ripping and tearing into the creature, ripping off parts of its defensive hide to expose the vulnerable flesh beneath. It tasted disgusting, all salty and slick, reminded her of seaweed but liquid in a way that would have made her gag, if she wasn't so in the zone. Even the pain from her injury didn't feel so intense, just a distant throb that was easy to block out thanks to all the adrenaline coursing through her veins.

They could do this, they had to do this.