DESCRIPTION
Total control of the body. Like a doll for the Swarm. See the other side of the coin. 💦
While Lizzara’s mind wages an invisible war, on the outside everything looks… different. For Cerebral and any observer, the battle is over. Her body has gone still, allowing the tentacles to do whatever they please. Her gaze is unfocused, her mouth slightly agape in a silent moan, her muscles relaxed. She looks like a perfect, broken doll.