ATTN:[@The Irish Tree], [@Polaris North], [@PaulHaynek], & [@AzureKnight][hr]Scarlett hissed, as Shavis approached her, and attempted to assert dominance over her. It was annoying, because the Tigress Belua was chosen specifically for her ability to generate lightning and her overwhelming might - a battery of lightning strikes would magnetically charge Scarlett's body, and her blood could be slowed down to the point that Shavis's brutal strength could easily overpower her made fragile body. However, before Shavis could do anything, Keith broke out fighting, and took on Hector and Lapis, as Lapis took to the offensive; perhaps she was planning to create an opening for the sniper, or she just wanted to show off like Evelyn did.

Whatever the reason, it would overrode by the burst of wood and spray of blood, as the Makara broke through the floor, and eviscerated Keith in simple, but horrific swings of their bestial claws and fangs. Scarlett's third eye dilated in full, as the bloody smell filled the room, and she was free of her moral compass - the leg that heralded the bloodshed disappeared into her hand, and was drawn into her mouth. Silver fangs dug into the muscle, and ripped it from bone, once she tore the clothing off with said teeth; blood washed down her throat, and she swallowed the raw meat. Immediately, she was dove on by the feral beasts, but her body didn't move as claws struck metal - her skin growing plates of iron, thick and bulky, but protective beyond normal armor.

Suddenly, spikes erupted out of the plates without rhyme or reason - skewering those closest to her, and grievously wounding those further on, before retracting; each dripping an electric-blue liquid. Something had been injected into the Makara, as the more wounded seemed to be reverting to a simpler beast, and retreating like wounded animals would. Lapis could tell their minds were clear of their poisoned fury, and refilled with instinctive fear. A fear that Scarlett capitalized on, as she threw herself forward and tackled one; ripping its throat out with her fangs, and tossing its corpse at the wall.

It was easy to corral them, as she rushed the exit, and slashed them with her metal claw - her armor didn't slow her in the slightest, and only reinforced her swinging, as she sheared through flesh and bone with the weight behind her swings, as she cracked the floor with her palm. However, she wasn't killing them all blindly, but specifically as she seemingly allowed some to slip away and live. It was fair to think she did care to take them all, until she started ripping open abdomens and retrieving stomachs of those she had killed; dumping the glistening organ into a bloody pile. Carefully, she retrieved the remaining pieces of Keith, and split the stomachs open to dump their contents out.

She was retrieving the meat that had been eaten, as she crammed pre-chewed pieces of Keith into her mouth, and selfishly ate the man; enjoying her meal, as she tossed whatever she didn't want to eat into the swamp.

After gorging herself fat, Scarlett grew lazy to complement, and an iron tail thumped on the floor, as she lay her naked body on a bed of stomachs and blood; curled up, she relaxed and iron spread out, forming into floor-mounted gates, familiar to the trio.

It was the same kind of gate she had used to change her snake summon into an iron-clad creature; only, the gates were dripping with that liquid that had caused the Makara to regain their facilities and run for their lives - even if they were forfeit for most part for eating her meal.