Deep within the swirling, golden abyss of her consciousness, a tiny, flickering spark of the old Ignivara remained. It was a dying ember in a hurricane of lust, a fragment of the ancient queen clinging to the wreckage of her sanity.
'Hold on... please... just one more second of... of...'
But the "one more second" was a lie. Rex's hips slammed into her with a force that felt like a mountain collapsing into a canyon.
THUD!
The impact sent a jolt of pure, unadulterated electricity through her spine, shattering the last of her mental fortifications.
"GAAAAAAH! REX! HHH... AHHH! AHHH!"
In that moment of near total dissolution, her mind drifted one last time, reaching out to the world she was leaving behind. She saw the faces of the Legion, the warriors she had led, the people who had looked to her for strength and unyielding resolve.
