"I.. Must... Have... Tasty... Hunger... Hungry!!" I roared again. It was so loud that the prison shook, gathering strength I had no idea I possessed. I then pulled free rising to my full height.
Stepping forward the wall crumbled before me and I stepped onto air.
I neither fell nor flew but floated for a moment taking my time to sniff the air.
I smelled my tasty and I must have it, I also felt the pain-
No!
This...
My husband was hurt, fear overtaking me and the need to protect rising. I pushed myself to shift to my Lyrical form fully and flew where my husband was, ignoring how weak I felt and the constant gnawing.
Thereupon arrival I saw a strange scene.
I felt my form crumble collapsing suddenly, wings shrinking along with my limbs, painful so painful.
I yawned emitting a cry of pain.
This-
This-
Is it that I'm too hungry to focus?
To even think?
Blood gathered in my chest forcing its way upward and I spat it out suddenly.