The creature thought long and hard about escaping. Tho she did this often she had never considered what it means. As long as that stone is in her she can never escape. and unfortunately everything inside her wold always reform with her when she rose from her ashes. And that magic stone somehow wound up on if not inside her heart, she knows this because that's where the pain always comes from when those evil men and women use that awful staff. So in order for her to get out she wold need to operate on her self. and manage to get the stone away from her before she burns. Looking up at the skylight she can only hope that the large puff of smoke that her burning will make will go undetected.
"No choice" She thought as she raised her right index finger up, As her claw finger nail extended to twice the length of a sward and ten times as sharp. "Not if I ever want a life. I can take it."
Carefully she inserted the claw into herself just below the ribcage and started cutting. She cringed in pain as she carefully made a hole in her self large enough to fit in her giant hand as she then retracted her claw and carefully pushed her hand in and up to her heart.
She held in her screams as tears flowed down her cheeks like two waterfall, stinging her opening as a few drops hit it. She has reached her heart and with great care has been searching around it for the stone to find nothing. "Its not on my heart... That can only mean..." With a great deal more pain and all of her will power she grabbed her heart, careful not to squeeze it or damage it and with great care puled her heart out and quickly extended her left claws and cut it in half. She quickly saw the stone and grabbed it and threw it across the cell so it won't burn with her and get back inside of her.
After her heart was cut open it only took three seconds before everything went dark and the last thing she remembered was it getting really hot and then pain all over her body as she was reverted to ash. And the second the ash settled it started to flow in strange and seemingly random patterns on the floor like a small, contained river of ash. Then the flowing ash started to lift from the ground as they flowed in many streams in mid air. All of then converging in one place as her body started to reconstruct itself.
Soon the ash was in a egg shape and it hardened into a shell that as soon as it was done forming cracked and a baby creature emerged and in no more then 30 seconds she began to rapidly age until she was back at full height.
"Ouch" Was all she can say as she struggled to stand, The experience took a lot out of the creature. When she got to her feet she looked over to where she threw the stone...
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