The husky rasp of her own shuddering breaths hissed through gritted teeth as she wrestled against the Lonza's searing virulent onslaught. Part of her felt that bestial hunger clawing up from her depths - the atavistic urge to surrender to the beast and experience that final, exquisite extremity of flesh and spirit transcending.
She ran her tongue along cracked lips, savoring the metallic tang of blood welling from where she'd near-bitten through them.
Suddenly, a flash of ominous Gothic text in serpentine glyphs flared across her dashboard display - a coded warning guide from the Lady Bianca herself:
"Do Not Falter Now, My Fierce One. The Lonza's Unholy Essence Corrodes All It Touches. To Fully Embrace Its Foul Temptations Is To Surrender Your Humanity Forevermore, And Be Consumed By That Ravenous, Eternal Hunger. Remain Unbroken! The Greatest Battles Are Those Waged Within The Self... ACTIVATE DJINN."
Vixen patched into another frequency.
