Jo feels something in her mind... fall away, as she changes further. She normally stops playing before it gets to this point, but she's using more energy than she can recall.
"My sweet little things hardly have any meat on their bones... they'll have to settle for stripping yours." She lets loose a wicked cackle, dry and cracked as her body is further dessicated.
A pained shriek comes up from the rats, centipedes and roaches chittering wildly, and they rush solely upon Morlun.
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