315 Split

After breaking his mother's arm, Apollo began to twist it. Though the bones had snapped, it was still attached because of the skin and flesh holding it together. To remedy that, Apollo just kept twisting.

The skin on the outside of the arm clearly wasn't used to this kind of treatment, both stretched and wrinkled up.

Apollo's mother was on the verge of death, but still resisted slightly, tensing up her muscles so as to not be twisted up. It wasn't so clear if she even consciously did that or instinctually did so as to not lose an arm.

Unfortunately for her, it was not enough to stop him.

The skin around the arm began reddening, looking even more grotesque than before. Until eventually, Apollo was able to tear the skin apart. Blood burst out, while the muscles underneath were torn up badly.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHH."

"HAHAHA HAHAHAHA."