"Fade to Dust" - I'll kill your muse in the most satisfying way possible.
Blades were never Jinx's preferred method of destruction--they just never seemed to do the trick the way explosives did, never seemed to give her quite the same rush. After all, she liked her distance when it came down to it. She kept one in the pouch at her side, if only for performing little cuts when need be, but it never saw much use. In this situation, however... Things seemed entirely different. As she found herself pinned beneath the fox, the feral eyes piercing into her and her teeth, surprisingly shark, bared at her, claws digging into her arms...
She managed to draw the blade and shove it into Ahri's abdomen, shoving it deep until the hilt grazed against her top, the red staining her lighter fabric. She cried in pain and leapt backward, and Jinx took the opportunity to lunge at her, tackling her to the ground. The blade hadn't been removed just yet, and Jinx ripped it from the flesh, plunging it in once more, in another place. And again. And again. And again.
The other screamed and writhed beneath her, trying time after time to charm, to burn, to do anything to get the other away, but Jinx was driven by a mad, insane bloodlust, and couldn't stop. Even as the other stilled beneath her, she continually drove the blade into new spots, into her neck, into her face, and finally, into an eye socket, where she left it to sit.