Forest Dweller

"You shouldn't kill me because without it, you don't have a fight on your hands. I know you like a challenge."
You will it to hold. The strain will slowly begin showing if you don't act soon.
"Listen, you little whore..." Veneshia leans down, licking Ayla's cheek. Her tongue is black and drips with slime. Ayla winces and cries out in pain.
NOW!