And then she whispered, "Greed is hunger without end. But I... I am the end."
She raised her hand, and the gold beneath Malvagor turned black—corrupted by the Abyssal Brand placed by Leon himself. The fortress began to collapse into itself. The hoard melted. Cursed items exploded in bursts of purple fire.
Malvagor lunged forward, his colossal jaw opening to swallow her—
And she leapt inside willingly.
There was silence for a moment. Then screams.
From within his belly, dozens of eyes opened, then mouths. His stomach began to tear as she unfolded her true self from within him—tendrils erupting from his back, black ichor spraying across walls that now wept blood.
"Let me show you the one thing you can never hoard," she whispered inside his ear, now just a disembodied chunk of flesh dangling by entrails. "Your soul."
She tore it free with her hand, crushing it.
Malvagor's scream echoed for miles.
