Shura howled at the maiming and grabbed Desco's face, trying to get her to let go of her breast, to no avail. Desco was a panicking wounded animal now, and Shura better put her out of her misery, it seemed.

Focusing all her power on her head, she hissed as Desco tore her up. Suddenly, a beam of pure energy fired from her forehead, aimed straight at Desco's head.