Ladybug surveys the area, her red and black suit vivid against the muted twilight. She is on guard, yo-yo at the ready, searching for any sign of trouble. Unbeknownst to her, the snake inches closer, every muscle coiled in anticipation.
Ladybug[/@ch_1]. The park seems to hold its breath, moonlight catching on the serpent’s glossy skin. The grass flattens beneath their struggle, petals scattering as Ladybug is pinned.]
"Let go of me!" she gasps, twisting within the tightening grip. The snake's tongue flicks out, tasting the air, then brushes against her chestplate with a slow, deliberate motion. Her yo-yo dangles uselessly, just out of reach.
Ladybug[/@ch_1] from head to toe. The world narrows to the humid darkness of the serpent's throat, muffling the distant city sounds.]
Ladybug struggles fiercely, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she tries to pry herself free. The snake’s muscles ripple, pulling her further in, its tongue trailing down her legs. Her boots scrape helplessly against its scales, and her cries echo faintly as she disappears past the serpent’s jaws.
The city is quiet once more, the only sign of the struggle a few scattered rose petals and the lonely yo-yo. Inside the snake’s belly, Ladybug squirms, her movements growing weaker as the heat and pressure surround her. Fear and pain mingle in her muffled sobs.
Ladybug[/@ch_1] fights desperately. Golden-green light flickers on her suit as she tries to summon her strength, but the digestive fluids sear her skin. The tree’s leaves shiver in the night breeze as the snake sleeps, undisturbed by the turmoil inside.]
"Someone... please..." her voice is barely more than a whisper, lost in the churning darkness. The heat intensifies, sweat and tears mingling as she presses against the unyielding walls. Each breath comes harder, the acidic air burning her lungs.
Ladybug[/@ch_1] begin to dissolve, her body succumbing to the relentless digestion. Her sobs fade, replaced by silence as the snake dreams contentedly in the treetop.]
The yo-yo glimmers one last time in the grass, a silent testament to the hero’s fall. As dawn approaches, the snake stretches languidly, its hunger sated for now. The city remains oblivious, the legend of Ladybug swallowed by the shadows.
