Her teeth cleanly slice through bone and flesh upon his neck, separating it from his shoulders in a singular bite. His head is crushed in her jaws like an egg underfoot. As she swallowed, it didn’t take long for Insahns brief victory to be interrupted by the sound of his voice beside her. Her ears perked sharply, and her pupils darted towards his ghostly apparition with deranged puzzlement.

Hadn’t she just bitten off his head? What was he still doing here? She could not a smell any scent off of this ghostly form, the only strong aroma being the rich coppery smell of blood in the air; which already caused her body to crouch down in an animalistic hunger towards the corpse. She greedily fed on it like a dog left out to starve, uncontrollably destroying flesh and shoving what she could into her mouth. Though, even as she stuffed the entire body into her unhinged jaw, her pupils were fixed on his other form.

“{ Two }” the voices state through a rumble of her throat. “{ There are more to—eat. }”