Broken Antler Fen the vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

Although Sugar didn't appear to be operating logically by any means, some part of her must've known she was no longer in a position to fight. Still mindless to how badly he'd mutilated her, Sugar went absolutely limp underneath the coyote. Her head dropped sideways as she stared blankly off to the side. While she was still there physically—flesh, bone and plenty of blood—it was clear by the vacant look in her black eyes that not a single light was on upstairs at present.