Naomi screamed in an astonishing amount of pain when the skin was stripped from her head. Her skull had a brimstone and volcano pattern to it, the cracks between the rock patterns glowing an orange-red like fresh magma. The flesh that still clung to the demon's bones was black but bled a bright red like a human. Just as soon as she started screaming, though. Her voice was muted once more as a new blade nearly beheaded her. She almost wished that it had since this had only come close to ending her. The pain of suffocation and the agony of her screaming nerves that had been severed only intensified since it was all channeled through her spinal cord. Her chest pumped in and out frantically as her lungs tried to grasp for the air outside, but it was to no avail. The strike to her heart finally finished her. All of her movements stopped and she hung there, naked, bleeding, and dead. Her body began to dissolve, starting with her toes Naomi began turning to ash. The hook was now empty and the ash that used to be Naomi began absorbing the still wet blood on the floor, turning a very dark red. The only remains that stayed whole was the skin that Allen had pulled from her head just before killing her.