His companion sent a lance of water through the space she needed to retreat into. Getting clear cost her a strip of flesh along her thigh, and the first man's boot caught her before she could recover her footing.
On Iskaris, she had reached the apex. Her mere name sent powerful warriors running.
Now a pair of outlaw scum who were nowhere near the top of the food chain were making her fight for every opening.
The realization sent a fierce thrill through her battered body.
She could grow again.
'No...'
She must grow again, or be devoured by the great serpent as she had back in the forest her father had thrown her into as a baby.
"What's funny?" the axeman demanded.
Blood slipped between her teeth as she grinned. The hunger that had once driven her to bite her way out of a serpent's belly rose through her again.
"The realization that I suffer from [Eternal Hunger]."
