I move closer, looking at the unconscious Pandora. It was strange—is she weaker than I thought? I was certain she had far more power and was much more dangerous than what she showed me.
'Did I overestimate her too much? She seemed a lot stronger, but her magic control was garbage, and her movements weren't the best. That wound shouldn't have affected her that badly...' But it doesn't matter now. I've got her.
"Her bite seems terrifyingly strong... I need to stop her from biting." When she tried to bite me, I genuinely felt danger. It's probably some kind of magic, skill, or passive that does something with her bite.
Similar to one of my own passives that makes my paws carry various types of venom, so my strikes cause paralysis, weakness, fatigue, and some other negative effects.
"Hmmm... you won't be needing this." I start tearing away her "clothes," and I realize this isn't skin, fur, or fabric. It's strange and feels alive.
