As Cthulhu whispered to the Champion, one of her tentacles casually brushed against the woman's elbow.
The effect was immediate and catastrophic.
A sickening crack echoed through the room as the Champion's bone snapped, her arm collapsing uselessly beneath her.
She had been using it to prop herself up, and with its sudden failure, she tumbled to the ground, a ragged groan of pain ripping from her throat.
Her brown pupil burned with fury as she glared up at Cthulhu.
Cthulhu's lips curled in delight. Seeing that pure, undiluted hatred in the woman's gaze sent a delicious shudder through her, her cheeks flushing as she pressed a palm to her face, savoring the moment.
"You…" the Champion seethed, her body trembling with a mix of pain and rage. "I'm not afraid of you… Do what you will to my body, but in my heart, my disdain for your existence will never waver."
Cthulhu's smirk deepened.
She crouched before the Champion, tilting her head in mock curiosity.