Arokleth laughed, but didn't move from her position. More of the incomprehensible substance that made up her new form began to pour off her body, creating what looked like a rapidly expanding pool around her. It spread out, consuming any living thing within reach. Small animals, plants, and even entire trees were broken apart and pulled down into the miasma by reaching tentacles and flailing claws, and promptly devoured by the gaping mouths that occasionally formed on it's surface.