You weigh your options, and one of them stands out above the others. The woman, unaware though she may have been, saved you from the Rattata earlier. If you could make it into her house, you might be able to get out of this situation alive. But you only have a limited window to make it into the house...in fact, it might not even be possible to make it in before she shuts the door. Desperate to make it in before it's too late, you break into a sprint, following behind the woman, fighting your way through the underbrush all the while.
From around the corner, you can hear a harrowing scraping noise. What on earth could it be? You steel yourself for an encounter as you round the corner, and it doesn't take yo long to figure out the source of the noise: towering high above you, not to far from your position, towers the mature giantess, broom still in hand. This time, however, she isn't using it as a weapon, or at least not intentionally. No, she's brushing it against the porch, sweeping it clean of dirt and detritus. As she sweeps the broom about, you can hear the thunderous THUDS of her sandaled feed smashing down onto the concrete porch below
As you observe the woman wielding the enormous broom, you begin to get second thoughts about trying to get her attention. She could bat around a tank with that thing! With this much power, she might just crush you out of panic without bothering to check if you're a human. Even if she does realize your humanity, what's stopping her from abusing the power she has over you?
For the moment, you're stuck contemplating your options....
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