>>58954699Is this a good fight scene?
Sevvy, my love,” Aldith cooed, her tone shifting to one of intimate command. “Another feast. This one is delicate, flavorful. A true vintage. Take your time. Savor every scream.”
The familiar, wet pop of unhinging jaws echoed, monstrously loud even through the digestive chamber. Diantha’s scream that followed was pure, unadulterated horror.
“NO! DON’T TOUCH ME! GET AWAY! GARDEVOIR! WHERE—!”
“The jammer, darling,” Aldith interrupted smoothly. “All your pretty Pokéballs are just paperweights. You came here for a secret rendezvous, didn’t you? A little private meeting with a fellow champion to discuss the ‘Plasma threat.’ How romantic. And how stupid. We’ve been watching her for months. Watching you for weeks. Your schedules, your secret passions… it was child’s play.”
The swallowing began. Cynthia could feel it. A new, immense pressure at the entrance to the stomach, the esophageal sphincter stretching obscenely wide. The Seviper’s gulps were powerful, rhythmic, and deliberate. Each one sent a shockwave through the fluid, making Cynthia’s own battered body bob and press against the newly arriving mass.
Diantha’s screams were muffled now, but her struggles were violent. Cynthia could feel the kicks and punches transmitted through the serpent’s flesh—desperate, weakening impacts against the tunnel that was consuming her.
“That’s it… good… head-first, just like the other,” Aldith instructed, her voice a excited whisper. “Oh, she’s putting on a show! Look at her struggle! Such spirit! It only makes the digestion more thorough, you know. More energy expended, more tenderized muscle.”
>>58965128Would Cynthia make it after being eaten or what?
