"THERE YOU ARE! TIME TO FACE YOUR PUNISHMENT!"

The demon wearing the innocent mothers face as a mask locked it's eyes on Alexandra, or more specifically at her shoulder, as it's mask cracked and split apart across the cheeks as its true face twisted in a sinister and sadistic smile. However the mask quickly knitted itself back together, until the complete porcelain face of innocence was restored.

More of the dreadful black smoke poured from her hand as she stretched it out to the side, it curled around before beginning to pull itself together, until a long black whip formed in the hand of the demon.

The whip was twice her height, and considering that with her long, lanky legs that made her a few metres taller than even Alexandra in her giant form, that was saying something about the colossal size of this whip.

It was as if she had ripped the cables from the Golden Gate bridge and fashioned them together into a deadly weapon.

The demon drew their hand back, dragging the colossal whip across the ground, before lashing out with it. It roared through the air as it crossed the entire length of the battlefield, aimed directly at Cynthia.

Alexandra quickly raised her arm to block, the body of the whip hitting against it, and simply bending around the block. The leather rope wrapped a few times around her forearm, before the tip smacked against her stony skin with a thunderous crack.

The stone Amazon had to clench her teeth, stopping a cry of pain from escaping her lips, as she felt a soft substance trickling down her forearm. It was not warm, like others, but completely cold nor was it liquid.

Blood trickled down her forearm in the form of red dust, like a waterfall of ground up rubies. They sprinkled down, evaporating into nothing but pretty sparkles in the air.

Alexandra glanced at the whip wrapped around her arm and noticed an oddity about its design. It wasn't unusual for whips to be tipped with metal or lead, usually in the form of spikes, rods or beads to add to the pain and damage.

But this whip ended in a metal square, with a short metal rod cutting it in half. It was a belt buckle. This whip... ended in a belt buckle.

Alexandra's face twisted, her already orcish looking stone features warping into an expression of pure, monstrous rage. She circled her arm in the air, wrapping the whip around it once more, before taking a tight grip on its length with both hands.

The whip grew taut as the demon tried to pull it back, but Alexandra's feet dug into the ground, before the ground itself shifted. The mounds of dirt she pulled up in an attempt to halt herself crawled over her feet and twisted around them, anchoring her completely with the ground.

"How... could you!"

She shouted through gritted teeth, her voice distorted and gravelled as it echoed across the battlefield. She pulled the whip harder, before starting to twist her body. The demon dug itself in, trying to resist, but the ground wasn't as cooperative as it was for Alexandra, and it was quickly dragged from its feet and yanked into the air as Alexandra spun it like a shot put.

"She is your DAUGHTER!"

Alexandra released her grip on the whip, letting it unravel from her arm, as the demon was thrown backwards in the opposite direction from the fort. It crashed into the ground, away from the battle and any ants they could step on, and tore apart the earth as it skidded to a halt like a meteor.

The earth trembled as a BOOM echoed out, and a shadow appeared over the crumpled body of the demon. The shadow rapidly grew in size, until it completely engulfed the demon and Alexandra's feet slammed down either side of her. She had cleared the battlefield in a single leap and, although still in view of it, she could easily let loose without worrying about crushing anyone.

"YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO LOOK AFTER HER! CARE FOR HER!"

Alexandra wrapped her hand around the demon's throat, lifting her up only to smash her fist into that pretty, porcelain face and send her crashing back down into the ground. The mask cracked at the impact, tiny shards the size of a full grown man flew from the mask and stabbed into the ground.

A meteoric storm of fists descended down onto the Demonic Mother, cracking the earth beneath her as she was forced deeper and deeper, every blow shattering more and more of the mask until finally her true, crimson skinned face was revealed.

"YOU ARE A TERRIBLE MOTHER!"

With one last below, Alexandra slammed her fist downwards towards the demon's exposed face, another deafening boom echoing out as an explosion of air shot outwards from the shear force.

Yet Alexandra let out a grunt of annoyance and pain, as her fist stopped short its mark. The Demons hand was wrapped tight around her fist, its long black talons digging into her stony skin as she tightened her grip.

She tried to pull away, tried to free her fist, but the Demon's grip was like an iron vice. With her other fist, she lashed out with another punch, slamming it into the Demon's half destroyed mask, only for her head to barely move, as if the punch was nothing but a breeze.

The Demon's voice was layered and distorted as it talked, just like the mask it wore, its voice shifted constantly between two extremes. The soft, tender and maternal tones of a true caring Mother. The type who you knew loved you and could never harm a fly.

But there was also the voice of the demon beneath, it's voice warped and growling like a tiger, overflowing with malice and sadistic glee at the pain she was causing. As if every scream was music to her ears.

"Now Now... That's no way for your friend to talk to your Mother! And what have I told you about fighting back?

Don't you remember what happened the last time one of your little friends talked to me like that? Looks like I will have to teach this one a lesson too. Much worse than the last time, so maybe it will STICK!"

On the final word, The Demonic Mother clenched her hand tightly, her claws piercing through Alexandra's skin and her fingers crushing the bones. A sickening crunch echoed out, alongside what sounded like a crumbling mountain, as Alexandra's indomitable fist was crushed and shattered completely.

Alexandra stumbled back, clutching her mangled hand as ruby dust poured from it like a waterfall, only to be scattered like ash in the wind. The Demon rose from the crater that had formed beneath it, slowly strolling over to Alexandra as it stretched to its full height.

It had grown, where it had once stood at 24 metres tall, now it had increased to over 27 metres, making it more than a head taller than Alexandra and forcing the stone giant to look up at the demon with a hint of fear in her eyes.

Holding her injured hand to her chest, Alexandra lashed out with another punch as the Demon lurked closer. The crimson mother from hell leaned back, letting the punch sail passed her, before she slashed her talons across Alexandra's side.

A cry of pain left the Amazons lips as the claws ripped apart her skin as if her defences were non-existent.

She whirled around, trying to land an elbow strike behind her, only to hit nothing but air once again. The back of the demon's hand slapped against her face, a slap with more force than a train ramming a truck at full speed, as the talons tore apart Alexandra's face.

Sent stumbling once again, Alexandra touched her face, only for a flash of pain to erupt across her back as a canyon sized gash opened up across her concrete grey skin.

The demon stood behind her, her true mouth twisted into a cruel and sadistic smile behind her mask. The portion of her face exposed from the shattering, revealing a mouth overflowing with teeth like an alligator. Jagged teeth erupted through her skin and gums as if her mouth wasn't enough to contain them.

A black, serpentine tongue lulled out, gliding across the overflowing teeth as the demon licked her lips in pleasure, all whilst gathering her whip after her last strike.

She tossed it behind herself, before lashing out again. A thunderous crack filled the air as the metallic belt buckle sliced apart Alexandra's once indestructible body, tearing her back to shreds.

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK!

Over and over she lashed with the whip, as if paying her back for every single punch that she threw. Alexandra tried to rise, tried to resist, and tried to crawl away. But every time she did, a new flash of pain coursed through her body as a fresh wound opened up across her back.

By the time the demon was done with her 'lesson', Alexandra's back was in tatters. Red dust poured from it, enough to fill a lake, and there was more gashes and cuts than skin.

"Tut tut, See what a plague you are Cynthia? Everything you touch, Everyone you love. You ruin their lives. You ruined mine worst of all. What a wretched little child you were, and still are.

You haven't changed. Still a plague. Still turning everything you love to shit by merely existing. You did this, not me. This is what you deserve.

Now be a good girl, sit there and be quiet. It's time for me to finish your friends lesson."

Her feet landed either side of Alexandra as she laid on her stomach, sprawled across the ground. The belt buckle tipped whip flopped on the ground next to her head, as the Demon knelt down and took the tip of the whip in her hand.

Without hurry or panic, she methodically wrapped the whip around Alexandra's throat, making sure it was nice and tight, before standing up straight.

She placed her foot on Alexandra's torn up back, forcing the indestructible Amazon to let out a pathetic whimper of pain, before she pulled the whip upwards and the line grew taut.