Victoria darted up in an instant!
Strands of spider silk shot forward, linking and tangling together to weave web after web above Maeve!
But against the mountain of flesh crashing down, they were no more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The webs shattered one after another, unable to slow it in the slightest.
Lillian gritted her teeth. Before she could make up her mind, her body had already moved.
She moved so fast that she left a trail of afterimages, charging forward like a moth drawn to a flame.
Her skin kept cracking open and sloughing off behind her, and she scooped it up as she went. By the time she reached Maeve, she held a great armful of old forms.
Lillian rushed in front of Maeve, ready to stuff the old forms into her mouth.
But Maeve remained motionless, her mouth still stuffed with a long mass of meat strips that blocked it completely, even bulging out her throat.
Lillian tried to pull the meat strips out, but they were wedged in too tightly. In her haste, she could not yank them free no matter what she did!
Watching the mountain of flesh accelerate as it hurtled down, Lillian's gaze hardened. She abandoned the attempt to stuff them into Maeve's mouth, looking past it and down.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, weighing things up, then made her decision a moment later.
Lillian pressed her four fingers together and drove her hand like a blade into Maeve's belly!
With a wet squelch, flesh tore open, and blood gushed out along her arm.
Lillian ignored it all. Reaching inside, she felt around the cavity a couple of times and quickly found the stomach.
-The most swollen one!
Maeve's stomach was already crammed with the flesh she had swallowed.