Oh motherfuckme; the thing was moving, the thing was alive... a gigantic meat-puppet of an abomination, with joints made of... mouths... and somehow it was able to speak form it's monstrously malformed lips...<br/><br/>Nope, all sorts of fucking NOPE! Thing is, something this twisted of an abomination just HAD to be held together with magic. Lapine had her gun up and raised, but it wasn't the trigger she was pulling, but rather going through the astral signature of the creature in her astral-perceiving state... and worked to try and unravel it as best she could. Even just a little, just a little, and she could work on making the thing... fall...<br/><br/>Lapine may have been a masochist, but she was no submissive...<br/><br/>(Counterspell to try and break the thing apart, disrupt it in some way: 9 Hits from 20 Dice, 6 Hits vs Drain from 24 Dice... EDGED FOR  8 more hits from rerolls for 14 and also retaining Spell Defense)