@reddragon-mavado:
Mavado cried out as she ripped her stingers from him, blood spilling from the wounds. Bleeding out and disoriented, he drops his blades as he’s swept up once more.
Her young bought her time, wounded yet buzzing– the Kytinn fluttered back several feet. It had been the last of her strength she could draw at this time; with blood dripping from a sliced stinger that was out of use, she would improvise her final blow with her swarm. Arms crossed momentarily then burst open. The Queen called her beastly swarm, the buzzing was overpowering as they gathered and impaled through her opponent.
D’vorah had moments before she would make Mavado would drop to his knees. The swarm impaling through his chest and then gathering around his head as they all tear away at his flesh. She waited for the sounds of his screams and would watch him suffer.
At all happed so fast, crawling, biting, he had no time to think as a bloody skull dropped from the stump of his neck top roll at her feet, the body falling forward, prone and useless.













