Valerie's body lifted off of the ground, supported entirely by the claws skewered through her stomach as she let out a few whimpers of pain, before a torrent of blood poured from her mouth and splattered onto the ground.
A ground that was shifting, as something was hidden completely flat against the uneven terrain. It was only in that difference of flat and uneven, with the assistance of Valerie's crimson painting, that one could see the arm that had disguised itself as the ground and snuck all the way over to her.
Valerie frowned in confusion as she was lifted higher, her body sliding down onto the claws a little more, sending a new wave of pain coursing through her body. Her eyes trailed up the broken body of the creature, which was visible as the golden fist dissolved as Valerie lost her concentration on the spell.
