You're close enough to frustrating Roshan's designs on you that you can practically taste it. Focusing you look straight ahead at the mirror to give yourself a goal. Curiously you don't see a reflection of yourself running away; you only see a non-shrunken version of yourself apparently making small talk with Roshan in the post-dance reprieve. This must be what everyone else is seeing while you desperately struggle to get away from her.
The reflected illusion distracts you to the point that you don't notice the shadow fall over you until it's too late. Before you know what's happening an enormous tapered column smashes into your path, dazing you. There's no time to stop and you run bodily into Roshan's heel, your arms involuntarily thrown forward as you're knocked to the floor, seeing stars from the impact.
You spend some time on the floor, your eyes unable to focus, making the sky above you a thick brown blur. No matter how hard you try you can't make your arms or legs react, but the sharp pain from their hard impacts on the floor assures you they still work. All you can do is groan and wait for some sort of function to return.
When you're finally able to focus again you see that Roshan has maintained her victorious pose, basking in her triumph over an inch-tall man. You blink twice and her coal colored eyes flash toward you, alerted by the movement. Frightened, you try to force your weakened arms to prop you up, but they can barely even support themselves upright. From above a hand races toward you, two fingers poised to pluck you up.
You're defenseless as Roshan ensnares you, your limp body dangling between her fingertips. Your stomach sinks as she lifts you up, unconcerned for your safety, for her eyes to feast upon you. "I do like chasing down my meals," she taunts, "but you almost broke the illusion. Not that you would've lasted much longer after, but I do wish you'd respect my work." She grins, baring her teeth in a sadistic show. "You understand I can't risk you nearly getting away again."
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