"Why won't you just die?" Jo cries over her music, orbs of energy where her eyes should be flashing with her frustration. She should be there with the rest of them. She should be able to do something more.
As she changes songs, vermin and parasites begin pouring forth as they did in the last battle, but there's something unnatural in their movements and the glint of their eyes this time.
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