Tiamat opened her chest, her hands trembling slightly as she reached inside. Her fingers closed around a small vial, the liquid inside glowing faintly under the dim light.
Without hesitation, she uncorked it, lifted it to her lips, and drank the contents in one gulp.
The sound of liquid sliding down her throat was sharp, and then she threw the empty glass across the room.
It hit the floor with a deafening shatter, splinters of glass scattering like tiny stars. She didn't flinch, didn't look back.
Her body began to pulse, a dark rhythm that spread across her skin like fire crawling under ice.
It mirrored Lila's energy, but twisted, more sinister, darker. Her eyes shifted from their natural color to a deep, unsettling black, the irises burning red as if fire had been trapped inside them.
"Hahaha, you will all pay for this!" Her voice tore through the air, sharp and wild, a mixture of rage and madness.
