Shizuo thought he had made his point, but he made a grave error. A fatal error.
The headbanging didn't stop. Couldn't stop. Wouldn't stop. Never stop. Never stop.neverstop.neverstopneverstopneverstop
Shizuo had to have seen. At the very least, he must have felt it. He must have known that Idoun wasn't actually looking at him. Rather, she had been headbanging with greater frequency, ever since she first made herself known. By the time Shizuo had brought his face to hers, she was vibrating so rapidly that she looked almost stationary, giving off an eerie illusion of stillness, like she were standing behind a jet propeller running at full power.
Not even the dark dragon could handle this. A violent splattering sound echoed throughout the room as Idoun's liquefied innards shot through her orifices at Shizuo's feet, blanketing the floor and walls with a viscous pink slime. After what seemed like hours, all fell silent. Idoun, now an empty vessel, a hollowed-out husk of a dark dragon, collapsed with a hollow thud on the floor. Her eye sockets were black, peering into the void. She was as nothing.
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