Well, well, well what do we have here? She crouches down to inspect you poking you with her staff before turning you over. Whats this a human? I wonder what a human is doing up high in my dominion? Hmmm you could make a nice servant. I wonder if you’d be worth saving. She ponders looking at your blueing lips. In a while. This little human will be dead. Then I will have a human popsicle in my yard. She chuckles darkly to herself. It couldn’t hurt to save them. They might prove useful.
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