Ria's body slid off of Mykel's claws with a wet squelching sound as she fell to the ground. The fight came to an end with the final blow that Mykel made. His attack left her laying on the ground, coughing and bleeding out faster than she could recover. She didn't even seem to have the strength to gather herself up from the floor while she stared up at her attacker.
Mykel loomed over her like a great shadow. His arms a dark, inky color and black veins running throughout every inch of his body. Empty, white eyes stared back down at his former love but they held no sorrow for her state. There was no sign that he even cared that he had no choice but to take her down again.
All Desmond could do from where he was slowly sinking into the bulbous pulp at the center of the room was watch the eve
