As time passed, Substance could feel her power gradually returning. Yet the sword that had been plunged through her back and stomach hindered her movements. With determination, she fought against the pain to find an unconventional way to use her hands. It was a struggle, but she eventually managed to grasp and fling the weapon aside with all her remaining strength. The sharp edges of the blade glinted in the moonlight as it clattered to the ground, no longer able to harm her.
Naturally this should be impossible, but Substance did what Substance did best, and was able to bypass common sense once again and adapted to the various problem at hand.
Her eyes were fierce, and despite piece of her face falling off, she limp towards Jordan, knowing fully well she cant avoid him, she would kill him this time for sure, then she would the others as well, that way no more annoyances would stopped her.
"You... you didn't have to do that."
