[ Something in her senses the Doctor's subtle movements, but it's too late to stop now. Vengeance has been enacted and they must ensure the way forward; always over bodies, when it's something that matters. This matters to Vanessa, to every bit of her, including the dark Thing that lifts her up from unsteady ground and guides her tongue over jagged, broken words. The Verbis Diablo uses words that have been stolen, twisted, and put back together all wrong. The language of night creatures, the savage and the forsaken.
And so the appearance of Cerberus is welcomed, but the pulse of a blue glow pulsing through the miasma in her eyes still draws a gasp of awe, and Vanessa's hands fly up, nails biting into the lace of her collar. Through the bats, the wyverns, the great three-headed hound, Vanessa tastes blood. Her teeth gnash and she gasps for more, tears brimming. The chanting continues, though it becomes more broken and rabid while she repeats pieces of the curse, shoulders jerking from her light convulsions. The halls of the labyrinth are filled with the howls of two great beasts, the flapping of bats, and the incessant undercurrent of Vanessa's wailing mantra.
The minotaur is sent crashing into a wall from the attack, but is quick to tank the hit and try to swing the other beast around to gore the hound's belly. Instead, it's knocked back against the wall when a giant, shrieking bat, having caught fire from the great Cerberus' initial transformation, flies directly into the Minotaur's face to completely blind it for a moment. No matter the torment they suffer, no matter the threat of death, they will not stop while she commands. ]
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And so the appearance of Cerberus is welcomed, but the pulse of a blue glow pulsing through the miasma in her eyes still draws a gasp of awe, and Vanessa's hands fly up, nails biting into the lace of her collar. Through the bats, the wyverns, the great three-headed hound, Vanessa tastes blood. Her teeth gnash and she gasps for more, tears brimming. The chanting continues, though it becomes more broken and rabid while she repeats pieces of the curse, shoulders jerking from her light convulsions. The halls of the labyrinth are filled with the howls of two great beasts, the flapping of bats, and the incessant undercurrent of Vanessa's wailing mantra.
The minotaur is sent crashing into a wall from the attack, but is quick to tank the hit and try to swing the other beast around to gore the hound's belly. Instead, it's knocked back against the wall when a giant, shrieking bat, having caught fire from the great Cerberus' initial transformation, flies directly into the Minotaur's face to completely blind it for a moment. No matter the torment they suffer, no matter the threat of death, they will not stop while she commands. ]