Bobbi's ferocity was a sight to behold. The wolfgirl frothed in berzerk fury as she swatted her two living pups into the corner before launching herself at mom with a ferocious roar.
Mom fell back instinctively even as she lashed out with her tentacles. The werewolf swatted the first three aside even as the other three struck penetrated flesh in Bobbi's leg, abdomen and neck. Mom mustered as much leverage as she could to whip the monster away from her, but soon realized that she had vastly underestimated her daughter's strength and speed.
Bobbi snatched up one of Mom's sons in her jaws and shook the spawn into shreds of bloody meat, heaving the carcass aside before snarling at Mom.
Mom began to siphon her daughter's blood through her tentacles--the tangy nectar of her cursed humours invigorated the demoness, but the drain did little to slow Bobbi's fury. She chomped down on the tentacle imbedded in her neck, the appendage erupting in a geyser of both monsters' blood.
Bobbi tackled Mom, claws opening wounds in her greasy flesh. The pain was agonizing but brief as Mom's oils quickly flowed into the wounds and congealed into new flesh.
As the two clashed on the floor, a flicker of movement registered in Mom's peripheral vision. Cathy and her eggs had disappeared.