She suddenly leaped up with a frightening roar and leaped at a ghoul, ripping it apart. She snarled and turned on the others, melee-ing through them all. The bodies surrounded her as she glared at Wolfgang, Saber, and Scyler. Her eyes were flickering with life-like fire as she looked at them, a haunted expression in her eyes and on her face. There was no intelligence there, just the need to feed on flesh and blood. She lunged at Saber, grabbing her wings. Pulling on them, she tried to bit her neck and screeched, throwing her aside and racing off, her eyes bloodshot as icy green fire leaped in her ghastly eyes.
The scream pent up in her throat ripped through her muzzle as she tripped over a tree root and fell. "CURSE THY FLESH!" She roared, getting up and whirling to attack the root. Her eyes narrowed impossibly thin and she coughed, bending over. Shaking, Mortem groaned and held her head, straightening. Her eyes were now emerald green, no fire at all. She looked around and whimpered.
Her ears swiveled and she blinked back tears, wondering where everyone had gone.