The feeling of being loved, wanted by people was something she craved so much so that subconsciously, she just had to increase her effort in this. Tiffy would make sure all the Purifiers loved her would see them all scream in delight!
'I will heal you if you get hurt or killed, don't focus on survival just take them out.That is if you feed me enough of course, I am though always liable to just let you die if you fail me.'
Following his orders and example they where soon enough at the warehouse clambering atop an eve her eyes scanned down at her playthings. Letting her head hang limply as purple flames partially consumed her flesh "Playtime!"
The first purifier stood directly below her dropping down on him jagged teeth sunk into his neck as she tackled him to the ground. The tangy scent of thick iron overcame her senses making her lose it at first blood. Giggling manically she tore off his clothing, the white cross on the front a symbol of their hatred and ignorance now lay in a puddle of blood and gore. Strips of flesh where torn and consumed by gnashing teeth. Ignoring his death cries a sickening crunch and sizzle resounded through the warehouse as burning hands ripped out his spine, head still very much attached. "Heh..hehhehe...awww you lost too quickly."
Her racket and his cries attracted even more purifies as she lobbed the remnants of her first victim at them. The head settling at their feet it's mouth wide agape as if letting out a silent scream. Horror marred the faces of the men and women standing in front of her, her own twisted wide smile greeted them back!
'The heavily armored ones need to be disposed of first or they will end you before you can blink an eye.'
Taking Chaos' advice she concentrated focusing on the purifiers that would prove the biggest threat pouting as they internally combusted. "No fair, that was too easy!" The smell of burning flesh reminded her of a game she wanted to play that would come later. For now she scattered crawling into an air vent as bullets sprayed the warehouse floor.
Following the vent she dropped down into a filing room where one man quietly slumped over a desk in a drunken stupor sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the carnage and wailing sirens outside. She pulled the bottle of whisky from his hand taking a swig as metal wire was procured from her leather jacket pockets. Fastening it over his neck, hands and feet her work was quick and soon enough he was dangling from the roof, strings painfully cutting into his flesh, scarlet streams slowly trickling to the floor. "Tell me if you want to come down!" The man tried to scream through the layers of duck tape crudely slapped onto his face. "Ah can't hear ya! Ya wan't to stay there forever then!" Smiling and taking one last look at him Tiffy disappeared back into the vent crawling to the main room. Deciding to leave the man as a gift for Daken should he run into her special Pinata.
The later part of her game was mostly a blur as she set fire to everything in sight whilst feasting on the flesh,bones and sinew of the Purifiers. The warehouse was cleared the exception being a handful of stragglers whom where now running and hiding as Tiffy let out a loud yawn. "Owies..." She stated looking down at her body riddled with bullets and what appeared to be a combat knife lodged into her side. 'Don't worry about it I'll heal it.'
Walking over to a pile of gooey mess and corpses she lay atop it grabbing a mans flayed skin and pulling it up as a makeshift warm blanket. His stiff arm would serve as her pillow ''Ah hope he got to play his game! Fun...fun...fun! They loved us so very much." Soon enough she fell into a contented sleep snoring and purring in satisfaction, hands resting on a very swollen belly.
