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 In a matter of nanoseconds, all they saw was Grace's grossly misshapen body followed by a horrific explosion. The gore was everywhere. Grace's entrails, blood, and an oddly spared finger sprayed the entire room. The only spots left bare from the carnage were directly behind Wanda and Doug. On the floor, both drained and cracked amulets lay, the chains somehow entwined and fused together. It was a nightmarish scene, even for Wanda and Doug. The older woman took a deep breath, eyes wide with shock as she held out her arms in front of her; blood and gore dripped off of her in shockingly large amounts. The idea that the rest of her was even worse sent a shudder through her. "Douglas," she began and then stopped, voice frozen. And then she screamed, a noise torn from her as her entire body caught fire. There were no actual flames but where Grace's blood touched felt like someone had caught a match to her. Wanda dropped to the floor, unable to see or even care about what exactly she was laying in, unable to do anything but scream. --- Members of X-Force were no strangers to violence or injury but the amount of gore that coated Wanda and Doug was shocking even by their rather high and twisted standards. As the blood was drying all over her, Wanda's head was killing her. Along with the rest of her body. While the screaming, fire like pain had passed, her entire body ached with a dull pulsing that didn't bode well. Whatever had been in the blood of the witch that liberally coated her had been potent but, despite the pain it had inflicted, had left no physical marks. Which made her concerned about what else it could do. If there were no physical injuries, what was it hurting? That pain had been intense but her intuition told her that something - no - everything was wrong. She really, really didn't want to check on the one other thing she could but she had no choice. Cautiously, she activated her powers and an almost physical shock ran through her at the sight. The lines of red that connected everything in the world had gone - the only way to describe it was insane. Sharp, dark spikes ran through every single one she could see - the only thing she could thing was 'corruption', much like the damage left by Chthon. Stumbling a little, her stomach suddenly had had enough between the wrongness of her powers, the pain and the blood coating her...she turned and vomited off to the side as the corruption all around her pressed in. |
