Your mind races, heart pounding against your ribs like a drum. Fear grips you, but deep down, an idea sparks—maybe, just maybe, she has an ego you can appeal to. You force a shaky breath and look up into her massive, gleaming blue eyes.
“You… you’re amazing,” you manage to stammer, your voice barely a whisper against the chaos around you. “I’ve never seen anything like you before.”
Karen’s eyebrows raise slightly, and for a moment, there’s silence. Then, a slow, pleased smile spreads across her lips.
“Oh?” she hums, tilting her head as her grip tightens just a little. “Amazing, you say?”
You nod quickly, trying to ignore the way her fingers press into you. “Yeah. I mean, you’re… incredible. So powerful, so… beautiful.” The words tumble out, and you’re not sure if it’s desperation or something else fueling them.
Karen’s smirk widens. “Well, aren’t you just the sweetest wee thing?” she muses, bringing you closer to her face. You can feel the heat of her breath washing over you as she inspects you like a prized possession. “You’re not just trying to save your own skin, are you?”
She giggles, the sound vibrating through your entire body in her grasp. “Though, I suppose I can’t blame you. I am quite the sight, aren’t I?” She flips her fiery red hair over one shoulder dramatically, her towering frame casting an even larger shadow over the street below.
Encouraged, you nod again. “Absolutely. It’s like… it’s like watching a goddess walk the earth.”
Karen’s eyes narrow playfully, and she presses you slightly against her chest, holding you close as if testing your sincerity. “Goddess, huh? I like that.” Her lips curl with amusement, and for a terrifying moment, you’re not sure if she finds it flattering—or hilarious.
She gently swings you back and forth, dangling you in the air like a toy. “I think I could get used to hearing that,” she muses, eyes scanning the street below. “Most people just scream and run. But you… you’ve got a way with words.”
A spark of hope flickers in your chest. Maybe this was working. Maybe you had a chance.
But then, Karen’s eyes darken slightly, and her smile takes on a more predatory edge. “Of course,” she adds, her fingers flexing around you, “I could still squash you like the rest, couldn’t I?”
Your breath catches in your throat, and she lets the thought linger, her blue eyes locked onto yours with unsettling amusement. The city beneath you feels impossibly far away, and you realize just how little control you have over what happens next.
Finally, she sighs and shakes her head, her grip relaxing just slightly. “Lucky for you, I’m in a playful mood,” she teases, lowering you closer to the ground but keeping a firm hold. “So tell me, little admirer… what should I do with the rest of your wee city?”
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