Pearl's vision explodes into fireworks as the blow sends her hurtling back, shoulder blades slamming against the corridor wall. She's nowhere near as graceful in recovering this time, the hot burst of pain that shoots through her body leaving her momentarily paralyzed.

Rage etches ugly lines into her already-deformed face, and she staggers forward with a sharp hiss, movements losing their balance already. Her vision dances before her, smeared at the edges -- it's hard to retain any sort of strategy through the exhaustion and the hunger and the pain and need, and it's not long before she's blindly clawing at the woman's legs, desperate for any inch of skin to sink her teeth into.