Pancakes let out a high-pitched vrrschh of agony as the worm-thing coils around her, sinking powerful jaws into her gray flesh. The Yastigilian hound jerks her head, rolls to the ground, kicking tentacled feet in an effort to shake the thing that has a grip on her like steel.

Illyria releases a similarly strangled cry, tears away from her victim and curls one hand around her midsection. Agony, biting and abrupt, licks up her, and for a dreadful moment she cannot see for the blinding pain roaring through her. Then her vision returns, and she sees the cause for her hurt.

Cold rage infuses the whole of her self. The principality would unleash its worm upon her pet. None lay fingers, coils, or fangs on her pet. None.

The God-King charges at the pair struggling on the ground, falls to her knees halfway from a renewed burst of ache that accompanies Pancakes' fresh squeal. With an agonized roar, she redoubles her efforts, reaches and rips the worm from her pet and flings it, desperate and furious, at the nearest tree. Her shell shudders and she nearly collapses entirely from the effort. She must brace herself on all fours to control the rippling pain permeating her every movement.