Am I wrong

So much was happening at once. The Alpha female could feel the fabric of reality tearing, but was altogether unable to stop it from happening. It was a terrifying situation she was in, and all attempts to understand her predicament ended in confusion. The wasps buzzed around her, landing on her ears and her nose and her eyelids with no care for the effect they had on her. Jinx blinked, flicked an ear, and continued shambling through her forest.

The first to approach was Tyrande, although Jinx couldn't remember that that was her name. She saw only a dark canid slowly slinking toward her, and she felt the other's presence like knives pricking at her memory. They were unable to pierce to the point of recognition, but Jinx thoght she knew Tyrande somehow.

Yet her memory and reality lapsed at that point, and Tyrande grew to monstrous proportions, towering over even the tallest trees of the ancient forest. During this time, others approached her, including her pale shaman, but she didn't notice them. “Beelzebub,” she croaked loudly, seeking to be heard over the static in her own brain. She cracked a wide grin, showing teeth slick with excess saliva that dripped from her lips.