Una could tell that Sal was lightening up a bit, perhaps her fowl mood was lifting. That was good. Una giggled slightly when she watched Sal pose in her own little way before wiggling and throwing the heart straight for her.
With almost little effort the Banshee swung the arm and pummeled the engorged heart. It was almost like slow motion. The arm hit the heart dead on and it began to fly away from Una. Though it was, in turn, bursting open and spraying its contents all over Una and the ground around her.