Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140515165903/@comment-3293219-20140517184713

The woman closest to her head reached under her arms and began to pull, an agonising pain shot through Senynda as the hole in her stomach was widenned. Two of the servants grabbed her ankles and began to pull, until she had been torn in half, from the waist down and both halves were dragged away from the spike.

Those at her feet began stabbing at her legs, though she didn't feel it as they had been disconnected. They tore through her fless and ripped out whatever they could, devouring what was edible and throwing the rest to the side. The servants at her head looked down on her, their eyes glowing orange. Even though she had been torn in half, she couldn't die or loose consciousness, she was forced to witness every second of agony.