Re: Back and badder than ever.
Tom twists this time, bringing his free arm up again and snatching tight hold of Arclight's elbow. Again, his hands warp, and he encases her up to the shoulder in wood.
SOmewhere inside his head, the wooden King laughs, and calls for blood. The pressure on Arclight's wrists mounts. Tom doesn't care about anything now, but to feel them crack and snap inside his trunk.
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