The crazed eyes of Storm Hammer were glazed with anger and panic as she could feel the loss of her Core Aura as every moment passed and she was slowly coming to the realization that she was about to be beaten to death by mortals, and not just any mortals, the lowest of the low, the toys she had tormented for the last million years.
A roar deep in her soul kept repeating the same word, "How… how… how… how"
Her thoughts were muddled, but there was something that she could reach for that did not require that she should concentrate, because it was a power outside of herself that she had the authority to access.
