<span style="color: #ff00ff">"What makes you think I want to end it?"</span>Jynx looked up sharply at Fanya, her mouth blood-stained. It<b>was</b>Jynx, now, too. Those hateful yellow eyes said as much. Only she truly had the willpower to fulfill their craving.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"What makes you think it's a curse? By eating the weak... I become strong."</span><br/><br/>She reached in with both hands, tearing open the chest cavity she had already primed. There was a sickening crunch and a trickle of blood as the ribcage burst, and the insane korean girl reached in, tearing out the freesider's heart and holding it up, staring at it for a long moment, almost worshipfully.<br/><br/>Then she dove in, ignoring Fanya now as she savagely bit into the heart, coagulated blood streaming down her slender arm in dark rivulets as she fed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>