She slammed him into the wall behind her with everything [Eternal Hunger] was feeding her muscles.
His back hit the cracked stone and his scream pitched higher, and her stare locked on Shiori across the cell as she spat the fingers onto the floor between them.
Then she pressed backward, pinning the dwarf flat against the wall. The stone cracked further behind him and his thrashing grew weaker and wetter until the sounds stopped, and the thing pressed between Black Fang and the wall stopped moving.
She hung from the manacles panting, crimson running from her nose into her mouth, the dwarf's blood mixing with her own across her teeth. Still chained.
"W-what are you..." Shiori hadn't moved.
Her hands were trembling at her sides, the fingers curling and uncurling without her permission, and her breathing had gone shallow enough that the soldiers flanking the door could hear it.
Black Fang's eyes kept glaring at her through the blood and the haze, and Shiori's composure broke.
