Taki HP: 13-12=1 (wow lol)
To hit: 6 (miss)

Taki's eyes bulged as she suffered excruciating pain as her jaw was broken off. It hung limply off her face, stretched low, held together only by skin, the bone broken clean off. Instinctively she let go of her weapon and grabbed at her chin, fall backwards, her jaw swinging wildly.

Then a hand grabbed her good arm. For the briefest of moments, Taki thought that maybe Cassandra hadn't died, that there was some other explanation, that maybe she'd imagined her death with all of the strange hallucinations she'd been suffering. And then those hopes were dashed as she saw Cassandra's cold, dead eyes and slack jaw, the gaping bloody holes and glistening muscle and bone where her tits used to be, the remnants of her guts dragging behind her torso, as the former swordswoman pulled her wrist to her mouth and bit down, tearing off a chunk of Taki's wrist.

At the same moment, Taki's jaw was finally ripped free completely by the tentacle. She convulsed in shock, her torso flopping, huge breasts heaving and bouncing. Her tongue dangled from the hole in her neck and face where her jaw used to be, blood and drool leaking freely. Her hand was useless, the tendons severed and being chewed on by what was left of Cassandra, fingers twitching as random nerves were bitten. Tears of pain filled her eyes. For the first, and likely last time, Taki felt utter horror and despair. She would die here, and she would end up like her former friend and ally.

Cassandra had worked her way up to Taki's forearm, tearing away flesh in strips. But she was nearly forgotten as Taki stared in agony and terror as Nemesis loomed over her...