Some form of black liquid began spewing out of the glyphs, and then followed by a dark black gas. It smelt like sulphur and...sugar? Well, it wouldn’t matter. The beast let out a massive roar as 13 tore one final gash through it’s skull. Then, the creature went still. As she hung from the beast, it’s head limply falling forward, she felt it go cold as it’s blue eyes faded away. ....but then, the thing began to fall. Forwards.