[ so this sure is a thing... and to no one’s surprise she fucken hates it. at least she’s got her hell given abilities. she’ll take what little solace there’s to be had in that. ]

[ ignoring the “exits” she chooses to, instead, focus on the heart and the tumors??? around it. ] ...what the fu-

[ she draws her heart weapon, a scythe, a decides to test its effectiveness on one of the blisters. the roots she’ll make an attempt at too, because fuck anything plant like, honestly. ]

[ but also why is the heart nestled in something like that anyway??? ]