Nyssa's heart sank.
The Umber.
Shae smiled. "Very good."
She turned her back around and forced her forward.
Nyssa couldn't catch her breath. Her body jerked with every step. Her dress fell around her bent arms, her hands holding each other as she stabilized her own broken forearm. Her eyes fixated on the wall as the man pulled his length from his pants, and then Shae's fingers sank into the back of Nyssa's collar.
"On your knees, girl," Shae commanded.
Nyssa trembled, unable to hold herself upright. The ground met her knees. She could feel her insides beginning to convulse. That fear gripped and pushed to her extremities. Stomach flipping. Chest heaving. Muscles trembling.
Help me,she shouted from her mind. To anyone.Anything. Any creatures she could reach.
She couldn't focus her gaze.
Her hands curled in on themselves, and she felt the ash on her fingertips as her body warmed.
The man's cock was in her face.
Nyssa closed her eyes.
She could feel that form trickling up her skin, and this time she didn't shudder it out.
She allowed it to take her. She allowed it to push to the surface. She allowed her core to protect her. She allowed that barrier in her mind to fall.
Help me, she repeated.
Navy fire pulsed through her mind.
A dark, blackened gaze that she knew belonged to her brother.
"You and me against the world, sister,"she heard him say.
From now until the end, she whispered back.
Her eyes opened, and the world vibrated.
The man jumped—
Nyssa grabbed his cock and ripped it from his body.
The chair fell backward. He wailed. Blood poured onto the wood.
Nyssa hardly realized her body had stopped shaking. Her form possessed her, and she rose from the ground.
Shoulders rounding, chin dipped. Her skin streaked with the same black lightning as her brother. Her hands were solid black. Every break and bruise in her body seemed to wane with the form consuming her. Her dress had burned off, and the chains snapped, leaving her wrists separated but still in the iron shackles.
Nyssa turned around, and the wife stumbled backward.
"What—“
Nyssa's head simply tilted. She held up her hand. Black and amber flames rippled to the surface, the streaks showcasing an orange hue beneath her flesh, and the man's cock turned to ash in her fingertips.
Every step towards the wife left smoke in its wake. The world continued to vibrate as though she were holding the creature she'd become at its very edge.
"What are you?" the wife managed, grappling to the table and nearly falling over it. Shae threw a chair in her direction. Nyssa caught it with one hand, and it flamed to ash.
