Skleimr!

Surprised but ever-quick to use All-sharp, Gnrrla thrust at her attacker! It found its mark! Its enchanted steel went through it like butter!

But her target was too like butter!? Her sword cracked no bone!? No blood spewed out!? All she felt through the hilt in her hand was flesh.

Though the cleaved flesh plopped down at her feet, the two halves were still alive in the grass. Alive? Could the not-created be considered alive? She backed steps away, her senses keen to pierce the gloom of this night in the wolven wood. All she saw was a shapeless shapes that made the sounds of archers' bows, all drawn or released at once as they wobbled. Gnrrla the Fearless had reason to be disturbed. "Skleimr!"

The river-chilled redhead stood her ground, eyes and ears trained on the fleshling as its two halves found one another and came together with the slap-snicking sounds near-like those she had often heard late at night from inside tents men and women shared. It was enough to sicken her and bring up bad echoes from the past. Hadn't she rejected the role of woman? Hadn't she fought against any and all attempts to chain her to the hearth and field!? She had killed the Captains own heir! "Stop or I will cut you again - to bits this time!"

Then her threat became a yell! She was greatly startled by the sneak attack that came up the back of one of her unprotected thighs! It felt like cold, sweaty flesh! She twisted around at the waist to grab it and stop its forward snaking.

But while firm, it had no bone nor cartilage to grasp and still. The more she clenched and made to fist her hand around it, the greater it seemed to soften and be great-likely to melt into lumps.

But still she was Gnrrla! "I'm not beaten yet! I'll fight until--"

She felt flesh take hold of the tits she hadn't bothered to put her buckskin halter back over! Again she used All-sharp! Again her enemy was made two.

But she had only increased the odds against her! One took the shape of her tits, warming itself with what little of their body-heat was left!

The one of her thigh oozed past the rear skin of her loincloth.

And the one that had fallen between her feet had stretched itself up to the crotch of her loincloth!