The Lady of Pox - True Form (Patreon)

Rancid flesh explodes from the wound has her form begins to rapidly expand. The flesh grows and grows, expanding to encompass much of the room. The tendrils whip out and capture her devotees, adding them to her mass. 

Moments pass and the growth slows. In front of you a vaguely humanoid form swing madly at you attempting to infect you with her touch. Can you stop this creature from infecting your selves and the town?