Breath after breath, the exposed humerus slid back under the skin and in its place, soon Lith's body was back to normal.
Rodimas barely reacted to his voice. Seeing her comrades die, being helpless while Melia was tortured, all of it had been a terrible experience. But seeing Raghul's metamorphosis, smelling his stench of death and decay had been too much.
She hadn't bit her tongue only because of the gag, but had screamed the whole time nonetheless. She knew that after Lith's death it would be her turn to be eaten alive. Her eyes only showed the white, the pupil rolled almost backwards.
She had dislocated both her shoulders trying to break free from the restraints. Sweat, tears and mucus dirtied her face, making her hair stick to it like a filthy mask.
The terror had completely broken her.
Lith had to splash Rodimas with cold water to force her to regain her focus.
