In all honesty, the repeated blows to the head weren't all that necessary. The... horrible pain that had come from just being around Signless was more than enough to revert him to having all the strength of a newly born purrbeast. Not that such a thing had indeed stopped him from repeatedly trying to scramble out of Condesce's grasp. With all the blood leaking from him- from his eyes, his ears, his mouth, nose, fingernails, throat- he's left a smear of red along her shoulder and arms.

More satisfaction would be felt if not for the rest of the situation.

There's a wet thump as Psiioniic falls to the ground, and he gives an equally wet cough which sends red spittle all along the floor. Weakly, he digs his fingers against the ground and tries to helplessly pull himself away, but his entire body still hurts. His eyes are wild and bloodshot, and his entire face is smeared with red.

"Ffffuck you," he gargles, the taste of copper heavy in his mouth. "I... should have died, wanted to die, not yours, hate you!"