Kara's defiant ember wavered on the precipice of oblivion as the slab's shattered edge pulverized her skull, the molten rock consuming her brain, its fiery tide melting her thoughts into a maelstrom of torment, the pain a cataclysmic explosion shredding her consciousness. The neural clamp's prongs, buried in her soul's core, pulsed with a voracious siphon, draining her brother's whisper into a deafening void, the feedback loop frying her nerves, her body convulsing in a final, bone-rattling seizure. The mechanical arm's blade sliced through her neck, severing her spinal cord with a wet snap, blood and lava gushing as her head lolled, the chasm's fused walls trembling with the drill's relentless hum. Her pulse, a solitary flicker, teetered on the edge of silence.
The molten flood surged, engulfing her severed neck, burning through her trachea, the heat fusing her vertebrae to the stone, silencing her last choked gasp in a hiss of steam. The mechanical arm's claw, jammed and sparking, triggered a cascading explosion, blasting a molten spear into her chest, piercing her heart, the beat staggering as blood and molten rock erupted in a grotesque fountain. The clamp's siphon reached 99.99999%, a microscopic glitch preserving a shard of her will—her brother's laugh—but the prongs plunged deeper, targeting her soul's final breath, the cold void spreading like a glacial shroud. The enforcer's melted knife, embedded in her thigh, snapped under pressure, its jagged edge slicing her femoral vein, the gush draining her life in a crimson tide.
A seismic shockwave ripped through the chasm, a buried reactor core imploding, unleashing a fireball that roared through the crevice, incinerating her remaining torso, reducing her ribs to cinders, the heat blistering her lungs into ash as they collapsed. The slab overhead fractured violently, a jagged shard plummeting, grazing her cheek, shearing off her nose, blood spraying as the agony drowned her senses in a red haze. The mechanical arm's laser fired again, its beam slicing her clavicle in two, the sizzle deafening as her upper body slumped, the blade poised to cleave her skull. The drill's second arm extended, its claw snapping at her eye, missing by a hair but gouging her socket, the pain a white-hot lance piercing her fading mind.
Marcus's voice, a spectral wail through the rubble, gasped, "Kara… burn…"—but a final cave-in crushed the sound, burying him in eternal darkness. The clamp's prongs struck her soul's last ember, a black hole devouring her identity, her vision fracturing into a kaleidoscope of torment—Lena's cackle, her brother's fading smile—merging as the siphon neared total erasure. The molten rock rose to her brain stem, burning through her skull, fusing her mind to the stone, the heat melting her thoughts into nothingness, her pulse a solitary throb against the encroaching void. The mechanical arm's claw jammed again, sparking a feedback inferno that hurled molten debris into her face, blinding her with searing fragments, her scream a gurgle in the blood-filled void.
The chasm's walls pulsed, a final seal locking tight, the slab tilting to obliterate her head, the molten flood sealing her ears, deafening her as her heart faltered. The clamp's hum reached a fever pitch, the siphon at 99.999999%, a nanoscopic spark of her defiance jamming it, but the prongs readjusted, plunging toward her soul's last flicker. The mechanical arm's blade descended, the drill whirring for a final decapitation, and the chasm's silence roared with a new hum—OmniCorp's extraction pod deploying. The fireball's last surge ignited her skull, the flames consuming her face, and the walls groaned, a hair's breadth from crushing her utterly.