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She whipped her head faster than he could follow, her jaws seizing him, sinking over upper torso and catching at his hips (damned tail). His legs kicked and jerked as she shook her head back and forth, tearing the tiny lizard in half. The free half bounced when it struck the ground, splattering the rock with hissing blood, then toppled from the side and plummeted into the false deity's pool. The acolytes stared in horror. She flashed her teeth, and then they ran.
The ground lurched beneath her; the foreign drebs of shock itched across her skin. Then she smiled at her devious child; “Carver's moss. How resourceful.” “Just how much does your god love you, Mother?” The subterranean cliff turned to ash beneath them.
Cold tears streaked down his face; his mother's claws bit deep into his arm as he made to turn away.
“Watch,” She hissed, and so he watched his sister die.
