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(Welp. I can't think of any other options. I need to stop looking at green. Green is not a creative color.)

Clara up until this point had been just barely dodging the broad swings of the large worm. Her luck was bound to run out at some point, and it did.

The force with which she was hit sent her flying quite a distance before skidding across the ground with a grinding sound. It was a good thing she couldn't feel pain, or else she would be quite sore by now. Her head still spun for a moment though, and she was pretty sure she heard a crack when the tail hit. The crack in her chest probably spread at least an inch or two.

Getting back up quickly, an idea hit her. It was crazy, some might even say insane, but she's had to do a lot of crazy things to survive here. She was a dead woman anyway. What did she have to lose?

She ran up to it's head during a burst of fire, and jumped in through the flames.

Edited by MenaAthena

(Me? Life? Don't be ridiculous. But thanks for understanding.)

 

The worm certainly hadn't been prepared for that. It began trying to cough Clara up, writhing back and forth ferociously.

 

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT??" Austin yelled in after her, grimacing.

Dispite the worm's best efforts to eject the intruder, Clara clung steadfast to the inside of it's mouth. It was going to be gross. It was going to be messy. It would probably scar her for life, but she could kill it from the inside. She knew a little bit about anatomy, and if she could go to the back of the throat, climb up it's nose, and break through to the brain. Do giant worms even have a nose? No matter, she'd just find another important orgain. Clara begain to climb her way into it's throat, digging into whatever it was she was on to get a good grip.

If Clara wasn't immune to brightness (Which I'd assume she is because she's got no eyes to overwhelm with light) She'd be practically blind. The source of the light seemed to come from a long pipe, which appeared to be an intestine of some sort.

(I think you forgot the fact that Oxy was shooting it's head full of tentacles.)

 

Clara paused a moment to think over her what to do, and decided to get the sun out before killing the beast. She just hoped it wasn't too big to forcefully shove it back up. She allowed herself to slowly slide down the mucus covered intestines, like she was on a really gross slip-n-slide.

(At least we're known for something. Might as well keep it up.)

 

The worm continued thrashing about, seemingly unaffected by the tendrils. However, it's armor like skin began to chip where it was shot. Meanwhile, in the beast's intestine, the surroundings began rumbling, and flecks of sickly brown mixed in with crimson blood began flying at Clara. It was clear something was coming.

Finally able to catch their breath due to the worm writhing in pain more than trying to kill them, the rest of the group begin attacking at the chipped bits of the worm as well. Their efforts were rewarded with occasional spurts of blood.

 

Suddenly, the great pale and crimson wall was upon her. A large mass of bile had arrived to attempt to push to foreign object, Shana, out of the beast's body. 

(*cough*CLARA*cough*)

Clara dug her hands and feet through the mucus and into the intestine itself to get a grip as the bile washed over her. She had never been more thankful for her lack of senses than right now.

(I'M NOT GOOD WITH NAMES ALRIGHT

Except for naming my Torchic Glory. That was a stroke of genius.)

More streaks of crimson worked into the bile as it pushed Clara back, causing her marble hands to scrape the intestine wall. She dug her fingers in even deeper and pressed herself flat against the wall in an attempt to give the bile less surface area to push against. Struggling to push herself forward, she lifted her hand to dig in farther up. That's when the shaking started. A particularly large bump caused her to lose her grip. She thrasted about, looking for something, anything to grab onto.

Edited by MenaAthena

Ignorance like that'll be the death of you. And me, too. So stop being an idiot.

 

After she had lost her grip, it became nearly impossible to grab back onto the intestine. However, as Clara's flailing hands searched for something to grab, she left large gashes on the beast's innards. The bile finally pushed her out of the worm's mouth, and the beast began coughing up blood.

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