As Hancock continued to crush Marguerite beneath her colossal foot, a malevolent gleam danced in her eyes. Her transformation had unleashed an insatiable hunger for power, and her ego knew no bounds.
With each word that escaped her lips, Hancock's body expanded even further, becoming larger and more imposing. The very air seemed to tremble with her authority, and the throne room struggled to contain her expanding magnificence.
She turned her attention to the other Kujas present, including her own sisters, Boa Sandersonia and Boa Marigold. With a voice that resonated like thunder, Hancock began to belittle and insult them, each word dripping with scorn.
"You pitiful creatures, do you dare stand in my presence? You, who are but shadows compared to the brilliance of my being!" Hancock's voice grew louder and more commanding with each insult, and her body responded by swelling in size.
Boa Marigold, usually the more level-headed of the sisters, spoke up, "Hancock, this isn't you! You've always been our Empress, but this is madness. We are your sisters, not your enemies."
Boa Sandersonia, equally concerned, added, "Remember the bonds that tie us. We've shared laughter, tears, and dreams together. This newfound power should not corrupt your heart."
But Hancock's ego seemed impenetrable, and her laughter rang through the palace, causing the walls to shudder. "Bonds? Sentimentality? Such weaknesses have no place in the presence of a goddess! I have ascended beyond you all, and I will make sure you know it."
With each word of arrogance and disdain she hurled at her sisters and subjects, Hancock's growth continued unabated. Her body now dominated the throne room, her head and shoulders breaking through the palace's ornate ceiling.
The Kujas, once loyal and devoted, began to retreat, their faces filled with a mixture of fear, awe, and betrayal. Hancock's ego knew no bounds, and she seemed intoxicated by her own magnificence. Her growing form now occupied a significant portion of the throne room, and her head was already nearing the ceiling.
Boa Sandersonia and Boa Marigold, in shock and disbelief, exchanged worried glances as they backed away from their sister, who had become an unstoppable force of arrogance. They knew that they had to find a way to bring Hancock back from the precipice of her own ego before her newfound powers consumed her completely.
The palace itself seemed to groan under the weight of the Empress's growing vanity, and the once grand and opulent throne room was now a mere fraction of the colossal Hancock's domain. The Kujas watched in a mixture of fascination and horror as their Empress continued to grow, both physically and in her unbridled hubris.
In the distance, they could hear the sound of more servants approaching, unaware of the chaos unfolding within. The Kujas knew that they had to act quickly to prevent Hancock's insatiable ego from spiraling further out of control.
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