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This was real.

Emma groaned. Long, and loudly. It didn’t matter that she was so big right now even the simple act of groaning in annoyance was dealing unreal amounts of damage to the myriad structures around her. She was annoyed and she was going to let that be known. Plain and simple.

Besides. What were these people going to do? Arrest her?. She scoffed at the thought.

But more than anything she was irritated right now. It was so obvious. Why had she fallen for it? Once again she’d been enticed into taking a mysterious opportunity that had arisen when she had nothing better to do. An ordinary day of walking outdoors, constantly adjusting a facemask made for a much smaller person, was changed suddenly when she was approached by a shady looking man in an unusually dark alleyway. He said he’d been impressed with exactly how big she was, which had been a red flag, and he wanted to know if she could help him out with something.

Emma said no.

He then offered money. An amount that was five digits long.

Emma politely obliged.

“It’s the latest in virtual reality technology.” He’d boasted.

That was the second red flag.

“It’s so real you’ll feel like you’re really there.”

That too, was a red flag.

“Also, you’ll need to be naked for this.”

Emma had done it anyway. Mostly because the man demanding so much of her was a small, stringy little thing. She could have broken him in half with the barest amount of effort if he actually tried anything, so she wasn’t worried. If she so much as felt a finger brush against her skin she’d make sure she left with everything she’d been promised, or he’d leave with every bone in his arms and legs broken.

She’d gotten herself set up in the massive helmet. Evil, maniacal laughter could be heard as the device powered up, and she rolled her eyes inside of the helmet. Then there was a massive electrical surge, the entire helmet exploded around her head, and she’d been dropped here in this mysterious world. One that seemed too strange to be real. A setting that seemed to have been ripped straight out of a video game. But one of the more obscure, Japanese ones that went on for forty hours too long.

Islands dotted the sky around her. Too numerous to count, they floated through unknown means. Each smaller than a coin in comparison to her. If she so much as turned too quickly her colossal breasts would have smashed through a dozen of them that were floating in her direct vicinity. Hell, she was sure that somehow being transported here in the first place had cleared out countless islands all its own with how densely packed they were around her.

But most bothersome of all, was her immediate realization that this was real. A shady guy offering her thousands of dollars to play in VR for a few minutes while nude had obviously been too good to be true, but she figured a night that ended with her breaking a tiny guy’s body in the blink of an eye and throwing him into a wall would be a night well spent.

But now she was here. Alone. Naked. On a land filled with floating landmasses that appeared to be populated by people so small she wasn’t even entirely sure they existed. She had no idea how she’d wound up here in the first place, or how she would get back.

Emma sighed.

Might as well entertain herself while she’s here.

“At least the air’s still breathable.” She said aloud, as she decided to take a look at one of the islands floating highest up. One that was right about eye level for her, meaning that it floated miles above the surface.

So she took a step forward. From her perspective there was nothing special about it, but the world around her focused on he every movement as her bare foot rose from the phenomenal crater it had dug into the earth by itself. The planet itself seemed to writhe beneath her as the ground clung to her foot for a moment while she lifted it away, before releasing and allowing literal tons of earth to fall from her bare sole while she moved forward.

And she wasn’t paying much attention where she was going. While the multitude of cities at ground level were bracing for her step to finish, the vast numbers of microscopic people residing in the floating islands surrounding her watched the gigantic woman with dusky skin move slowly. Not a single one of them had a contingency plan for what they were currently facing.

Those near her bare legs watched as a tanned, miles-long pillar strode directly through their airspace. One particularly well-populated city that floated around her thighs was attempting to organize an evacuation, but the people knew full-well that they would not be able to accomplish such a thing in the amount of time they had.

Emma’s bare thigh brushed against the floating island, bumping it hard enough to shake the foundations of every single building on that clump and bowl over the thousands of individuals living there. There was a brief moment of respite when they’d hoped that they would wind up okay through all this, but it was dashed when the giantess’s leg didn’t stop after just a single step.

She kept pushing forward. Whatever forces kept the landmass floating resisted as best they could, but the power behind Emma’s casual stroll overwhelmed it in an instant. The giant woman’s naked thigh plowed through the floating island as if it were little more than a dirt clod. It disintegrated on contact, falling apart while raining dirt, buildings, and even people onto a woman so unbelievably massive that their fate had been shared by at least two dozen other islands underneath her notice.

Emma looked down, and frowned. Was there some reason all these islands had to be so densely packed? It was like walking through a cloud of flies with how many broke apart from that movement alone. Shrugging her shoulders and batting aside another island unbeknownst to her when her boobs shifted ever so slightly, she looked at the island that she’d wanted to focus on earlier.

The capitol island was the most well-fortified location in the planet’s atmosphere. Floating higher than any other island it held the natural strategic advantage of being able to see both anything taking place below, as well as having a clearer view of everything that came from above.

Now they had to deal with Emma. A woman of unimaginable size who had so casually brought her face dangerously close to them. While not the biggest of the hovering landmasses, its size was still considered impressive. To Emma, however, it was a clump of land she could licked from the sky and held in her mouth in its entirety. A floating structure that was only afforded any attention thanks to its convenient location.

Emma looked at the island that she’d focused in on. She could definitely tell she was looking at a tiny city, but it looked rather different from the ones back home. Not only because of the whole floating miles in the air thing, but because it just looked… older. Like it was straight out of a medieval era, with grand castles and buildings constructed of stone.

At least, that’s what it looked like. Narrowing her eyes she adjusted her glasses and brought her face even closer.

The capitol wasn’t going down without a fight. All at once the island’s numerous defenses were engaged. Hundreds of great dragons launched from the castle’s ramparts, each spitting molten jets of flame from their mouths. And those were only the more agile fighters, as hundreds more airships were boarded and began taking off with the intention of attacking the giant woman and, hopefully, driving her off. They knew they would not be able to defeat someone so large, but they had no intention of lying down and giving up.

The die had been cast!

Emma watched as innumerable tiny specks started flying through the air. She couldn’t quite tell what they were, only that they seemed to originate from the visible castle in front of her eye line. Shrugging her shoulders, she moved one finger over the entire chunk of land, briefly wondering how this whole “floating island” thing worked.

Her unassuming movements belied her true strength in comparison to the puny people she’d inadvertently invaded. With all the casualness one would use to pet a small animal, Emma touched the outer rim of the island in front of her face. She was curious if doing so would tear a chunk off, and, if it did, would that bit float the same way the whole island had? Or would it break apart, forcing the entire structure to collapse if it were bothered even slightly.

To her great surprise, neither happened. While hundreds of the islands had been crushed simply from walking here, this target was treated with a good deal more care. And instead of falling apart on impact, it simply began to tilt to the side, as if were a spinning dinner plate she’d knocked off balance. It wasn’t the total annihilation she’d brought to so many others, but it did result in thousands upon thousands of microscopic people being launched from the very earth beneath their feet, along with anything that wasn’t nailed down.

They may have been the lucky ones. Anything that was secured to the ground instead had to contend with the incredible quakes her casual tap had spread throughout the land. No one was happy with what was going on, least of all Emma who was already finding herself bored with what was happening. So bored, in fact, she hadn’t even noticed the innumerable tiny flashes of light in front of her glasses. The great jets of flame the dragon warriors had blown in her direction had not even been noticed.

“You guys are so fuckin’ tiny.” Emma said, smiling to herself as she watched debris rain from the island down to the ground. Except that the only ground below was her chest, far bigger than any of the islands. A large enough landmass that the people who’d fallen over could probably live the rest of their lives there.

It was an enticing image. A tiny civilization spread all over her boobs, with the centers of commerce being erected near her nipples. Dozens of cities surrounding the impossibly huge tower, while some of the more brave workers would farm their surroundings for enough to live on for ages.

Then she frowned. She remembered the last time she’d invited a number of microscopic people to live with her. Not eager to bring such evil into the world again she shook her head, and brushed her boobs off, ensuring that in the unlikely chance any of the people who’d fallen from the island had landed on her chest and survived, they would be wiped out by a casual brush of her fingers.

“Isn’t there anything else to do around here?” Emma asked, her booming voice bringing down many of the winged reptiles flying around her face with the sheer volume. The sudden disappearance of the sparks near her face was what finally caught her attention, and she squinted to look at the action unfolding right front of her eyes.

The details were hard to make out, but she could have sworn they looked like tiny versions of ordinary ships. Except they were flying through the air with what looked like a series of microscopic propellers sticking out the top. The other, more agile dots were harder to make out though, save for the tiny sparks they seemed to produce.

“Is this some kinda fuckin’ steampunk world?” She wondered aloud, bringing two of her fingers close together around one of the many ships she’d spotted. She wanted a closer look, but was afraid if she leaned forward any further then the simple act of breathing would suck them out of the air and lose them forever deep in her nose.

It would take surgical precision to pick one of the flying things out of the air without crushing it to rubble. But at least it would be easier than picking up one of the buildings on an island! She held her breath as she gradually closed her fingers together around one of the ships.

But precision wasn’t exactly something Emma excelled in. Despite all of her care when she pinched her fingers together she wound up with nothing more than a sliver of scrap between them. Frowning, she wiped her hand off on her thigh, then tried again.

“Fuck.” She muttered. Three more times was all it took before her patience ran out, and she groaned in frustration. “Whatever. I don’t even care.” She said, more trying to convince herself of this idea than anyone else.

But now she was left with no idea of what to do. She didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know how she’d gotten here. She didn’t know how she’d get home.

She did know she was functionally invincible though. Hell, she’d been looking at this the wrong way the entire time! She wasn’t trapped here with a bunch of people so microscopic there wasn’t any chance they’d be able to do anything to her. No, they were trapped with her. And unless they’d developed space travel they didn’t have any way of escaping from her, or any of her desires.

No matter how inappropriate they are.

Without even realizing it, Emma had already pinched a nipple between two fingers. She bit her bottom lip while looking over the smorgasbord of islands presented to her, as well as the ground around her toes that she had so carelessly trod upon, and wondered what part of this endless buffet she should indulge in first.

Looking down over her hefty breasts, Emma smiled. Well, if she’d already gotten started here, then why not continue? It didn’t take long to find one close to the nipple she’d been rubbing, and she turned ever so slightly so she faced the floating chunk of land directly.

She exhaled softly, amazed at the size difference so casually on display. Her boobs could have undoubtedly crushed hundreds of these tiny landmasses all at once if they were laid out properly. She had likely already erased many more than that just walking earlier. But it was this mysterious one in front of her right now that demanded her full attention.

Emma inhaled as slowly as she could manage. She watched with rapt fascination as the gentle movement sent her chest expanding outward ever so slightly, enough for her nipple to brush against the tip of the island. She could imagine the thousands who must be living there right now, hoping beyond hope a way out of this would present itself. That she would stop inhaling soon, and spare them further destruction that was guaranteed if she continued to do so.

Or maybe some had taken to alternative methods of survival. After all, if her nipple was touching the island it seemed entirely possible that some of them had just taken the plunge. That they’d leapt over the edge of their floating home, for the greener pastures that made up the giant woman’s tit. Perhaps they’d prefer taking their chances surviving on the giantess’s body, rather than face certain doom in their homes.

The thought excited Emma. Enough that her breathing began to slow, and she inhaled sharply in excitement. The casual movements made her arousal visible, and in the process her nipples began to stiffen.

And that was enough to spell doom for the island she’d focused her attention on.

What was only a moment prior a squishy, but firm bit of flesh jutting from the top of boobs bigger than the giant woman’s head was near-instantly transformed into rigid nubs. And the slight growth they went through while erecting was enough to tear through the island she’d so carefully positioned herself in front of. Dirt broke apart, buildings collapsed, and the mysterious landmass just spilled its contents all over a nipple that had already been bigger than the entire thing.

Making sure the job was finished, Emma tweaked her nipple again, making sure to crush what clung to her firm nipple in its entirety, and rub away anything that remained. Nothing survived the casual assault, leaving her with nothing more than a small speck of dirt adorning the colossal boob.

“Aw shit…” Emma whispered, letting go of her breast. She could already feel arousal spreading through her body. The islands were just so fragile, though. Would she really be able to get herself off using such tiny, fragile things? Even when there was so many of them to use?

There was only one way to find out. At least, one way that she was actually interested in trying. It would undoubtedly result in the destruction of many of these little dirt clods, but that was a sacrifice she was more than willing to take.

Taking a deep breath, Emma looked around for the next suitable target. She wanted the near-microscopic people surrounding her to know that the rules of engagement had changed. Full-on destruction was the goal now, and not simply mild interest in the world around her.

Then, she spotted it. There was one island that was notably bigger than any of the others around her. While they varied in sizes from little more than a pebble to larger ones being around the size of a coin, this one was special. Covered in a thin gray layer that she assumed to be a colossal city, this bunch of dirt was around the size of her fist. How many could live on a bit of land that expansive?

They had to number in the millions.

And they had the unfortunate luck to be positioned at right about waist height. Maybe there were other, bigger islands around that were also worthy of attention, but she could look for them later. For now this populated area was about to be turned into a wet smear all over her eager pussy.

For the people on the island all pandemonium had broken out. A giant woman bigger than anything any of them could even conceive had appeared suddenly, and they had to listen in terror as their greatest defenses failed to protect the people from the giant menace. They had to listen through long-distance communications as the proud warriors of the capitol rose up as one to fight back against the great thing attacking them, and gasp with shock and horror when they were wiped out as easily as one would wave a hand.

And now she had seemingly focused her attention on their home. The biggest, and most densely populated of all the floating landmasses. One with hundreds of years of culture and a shared history exuding from every corner.

Emma walked right up to the little thing until she was standing in front of it. She felt so deliciously wicked standing in front of so many people like this. She’d been naked in public on many an occasion thanks to the bizarre turns her life would often wind up taking, but this time she was on an entirely new scale and her gigantic, eager pussy consumed the entirety of the people’s field of view if they looked in her direction.

Rubbing a hand between her legs, Emma bit her lower lip and watched intently. The sounds she made in the casual act had to have been deafening to the little people below, and she was sure that the scent of her naked sex in such close proximity had to be overwhelming. Destroying their senses as they tried to process the thick, pheromone-laden air around them.

Assuming they even breathed like normal.

But Emma liked to assume they did. Where would the fun be in teasing people so small she couldn’t even see them if they were some sort of weird rock creatures who couldn’t breathe? No, these were people, she’d decided. Ordinary humans like those she lived among every day, but at a drastically smaller scale. And they had dragons. And maybe even magic!

Even all of that didn’t make a difference, though. All of the technology back on her own world would have not been able to scratch her gigantic form right now, either. So what hope did these pathetic people have?

With that latest bout of excitement, Emma moved forward. Her eager, hungry pussy pressed against the outer edge of the hovering landmass for an instant. Whatever magical energies allowed these islands to float meant that something as common as an earthquake was an entirely alien experience for its inhabitants.

They had no preparations made for this sort of thing. It simply did not need to exist in their world. Then there was the fact that Emma was so big her bump would have been more powerful than any natural disaster could ever realistically be. Combined it meant that nearly every structure on the enormous island fell apart near-instantly.

Bodies flooded the streets, and the people were given an up close and personal view as the gigantic, world-devouring pussy in the distance moved towards them. Many of those living on the outer edges of the island were overpowered in an instant, while those nearer to the center could watch in shock and awe, hoping that something would change her course.

Some hoped and prayed, believing Emma to be a vengeful Goddess given form, or something of that ilk. Maybe she demanded fealty, or was angry over some perceived sleight. Those who weren’t running tried dropping to their knees and begging. Praying. Wishing she could hear them and proclaim her satisfaction over their actions, and release them from their terror.

Then Emma spoke.

She couldn’t help herself. Some part of it was imagining things from the tiny people’s perspective as they looked up and could only see her. Maybe it was excitement over the great amount of damage she was dealing so effortlessly. Or maybe she was just getting off on destruction, and was some flavor of bona fide psychopath.

She didn’t know. She didn’t care. It felt good, and a moan escaped her lips.

The sound was impossibly low for all the people nearby. It rumbled, and thundered, shaking their entire island as the brown-skinned woman’s giant genitalia surged forward, devouring more than half the island in one go.

Many realized this wasn’t going to turn out as well as they’d have liked it to. She did not seem to have any room for mercy in her heart for the tiny ones she so easily massacred with her most sensitive areas. The praise stopped. Some began to run. Others began cursing the giantess, hoping that their own deities of choice would strike her down and rescue them all.

Emma wasn’t aware of any of it. Taking a deep breath, she finished moving forward, and felt her pussy squish over the rest of the island. She shivered in excitement, her weighty breasts jiggling as she did so. There was no reason it should have been as arousing as it had actually wound up being. She had barely felt anything, after all. The sensation would have been similar to rubbing a nail file against her pussy.

But that was part of the whole appeal, she supposed. The fact that she hadn’t felt anything. The excitement and rush of power that brought with it. She shivered again, and slid a finger between her legs as arousal threatened to overwhelm her.

She’d still been straddling the island at the moment, and felt her fingers pierce the chunk of land from below. Her fingers drove through the tiny clump of land, breaking it apart as easily as one would a loosely-packed snowball. Some of it was undoubtedly shoved inside of her, smearing against her inner walls in the process, but the majority of the island simply collapsed and rained moisture-packed mud onto the ground below.

“Fuck.” Emma whispered. She needed to get off. And fast.

Looking down again she watched as the last chunks of dirt fell from between her legs and struck the land far below. She shouldn’t forget all the people still living on the surface, right? For a moment she wondered what sorts of situation lead either side of this equation to live where they did. Perhaps the floating landmasses were reserved for the wealthy, and she’d overrun an entire city filled to the brim with bougie microbes using her pussy while her feet trod upon the lower classes.

Or maybe things were quite the opposite. The wealthy had all the space they could ever want on the surface, while the islands were essentially floating slums. The thought was interesting, but it also bothered her. It wasn’t exactly fair to treat those who’d already drawn the short end of the stick so much worse than she did those born with silver spoons in their mouth.

Of course, she had no way of knowing who lived where. Or if that was even how the land was split up. She didn’t care, though. She just wanted a reason to step on more cities, and if a desire to be more egalitarian in her destruction was going to be how her mind rationalized it, then she was okay with that.

With that last thought, Emma raised her right foot high into the air. Far higher than was necessary. She moved it so high it was about even with her other knee, and looked around for the best route. She wanted to make sure she took out a few more islands in the process of creating a brand new grand canyon with her toes for the little people below.

None of the remaining islands looked particularly unique from one another. While that made things less visually interesting, it also meant she could play things purely for numbers. It was easy to find a dozen or so floating bits of earth to cast in her endlessly huge shadow.

“Look out below!” Emma taunted, wiggling her toes enthusiastically. Dirt and debris fell from far above pelting some of the islands but leaving most untouched. A wicked sneer crossed the giant woman’s face as she brought her foot down slowly, and closed her eyes to focus on the destruction she would so easily cause.

She could only barely feel them, but she knew they were there. Tiny, fearful, and probably screaming for help. They could only watch as a foot comparable in size to a country descended from the heavens to destroy them all.

They felt more like tiny specks brushing against her sole. Emma bit her lip, trying to stop herself from laughing as she knew the minute sensations belonged to countless people in their final moments. Their combined efforts amounted to a sensation more akin to a gentle breeze caressing her sole as well over a dozen floating landmasses crumbled from the colossal step.

When she touched the ground it was as if a weapon of mass destruction had gone off. She watched in awe as an enormous plume of dirt exploded out from beneath her foot in every direction, and could not stop from working herself over more violently at the sight of it.

It was just. So. Cool.

Emma’s breath caught in her throat. She was nearing climax now. It wouldn’t take much longer, though the pleasure from her step had ended more quickly than she’d expected. She twisted her foot from side to side, then dragged her toes back, carving several parallel canyons into the planet’s surface while muddying her toes. Anything she could do to eke out a tiny bit more pleasure from her casual destruction of a planet’s populace. It wouldn’t be enough to carry her to the explosive climax she was eagerly driving towards, but it would get her primed.

After all, she’d barely done anything with her boobs! Exhaling softly, she groped one of the gigantic melons hanging from her chest. She thumbed her nipple to excite it further, and felt a tingling spread throughout her entire body.

But what should she do? When using her feet it was obvious to step on things, while rubbing herself over an island was the obvious solution between her legs, but her boobs were just so… big! And unwieldy!

Emma frowned, for once annoyed with the gifts resting on her chest. She casually hefted one of the boobs far bigger than her hand, and felt her fingers sink deep into the soft, pliant flesh. She wanted to do something big and grand with her chest. She wanted to plop them onto the surface, and have the people far below worship her. Have them build monuments in front of nipples bigger than any mountains they’d ever seen. Have them travel between her breasts as a form of a spiritual journey, only to ascend them and stand at peaks higher than any they could fathom without being on one of the islands.

She wanted to feel hundreds of thousands of microscopic bodies surrounding her chest. She wanted them to worship her, and offer up anything she requested of them. No demand would be too great. Sacrifices would be mandatory, and all she would do is lean forward ever so slightly and allow the soft, heavy masses to roll over the tiny bodies placed in front of them. It wouldn’t even be to give her any pleasure, it would just be to torment them.

She wanted to inspire them artistically. She wanted songs written about how great her chest was. She wanted worshippers dedicated to mapping the gigantic breasts out. She wanted them to move onto her boobs, and build shrines to her greatness. To work her over all day, and offer her endless amounts of praise. She wanted them so devoted to every part of her that they fucking thanked her when she would lie down slightly to the side, and accidentally crush thousands of them. To have a people so devoted to her interests and well-being over their own they would apologize for anything she did against them.

The thoughts swirling around Emma’s head were unbelievably exciting.

But… all she really wanted to do right now as get off.

“Come on in, guys!” Emma laughed, moving her occupied hand away from her pussy and spreading her arms wide. With little care for the destruction caused she spread her fingers to scoop as many tiny landmasses as she could, and pushed them to her chest.

Many of them were crushed by her gigantic digits before they finished their trek. Some survived, however, only to be mashed into breasts that would have been gigantic even if she were at the same tiny scale they were. Emma’s excitement spiked powerfully as she repeated the action, feeling more and more of the tiny islands slam into her chest, and break apart easily. She started to pant while eradicating more and more of the floating landmasses, and rubbed them into her soft skin. Others were pressed into nipples bigger than the islands themselves, until she finally pushed herself go too far.

She’d reached the breaking point. Emma gasped for air, and started panting. She was there! This was it!

“F-“ She started, but wasn’t able to form any words. One hand shot down between her legs to work herself over past the climax she’d just built herself up to, while the other moved for one final group of islands to mash into her gigantic breasts.

Emma’s legs turned to jelly. Her climax hit her like a truck, and she stumbled where she stood as she fought to keep herself from falling over. She may have just spent the past couple of minutes openly masturbating in front of an audience of millions, but she was not about to embarrass herself by falling over!

And she did, in fact, manage to stop herself from falling over. But in the process of catching herself she took several steps backward, gouging more craters into the planet beneath her in the process. The additional added excitement from the unexpected destruction sent fresh waves of pleasure through her, and she lost the fight with gravity she had been so valiantly fighting up until this point.

“FUCK!!!” Emma screamed, leaning forward to correct her imbalance. But the gigantic woman’s equally gigantic tits threw her off balance more than she’d expected. Gravity claimed hold on the giant woman’s wobbly legs, and forced her to the ground, where she dropped to her knees.

That would have been the end of it if she hadn’t kept driving her fingers in and out of her eager pussy. Kneeling made things a little more awkward so she leaned forward slightly to better explore her depths, and once again gravity grabbed hold of her.

Emma fell face first onto the planet’s surface with an explosive sound more powerful than anything anyone had ever heard. Her gigantic breasts gouged massive craters into the surface, with her hard nipples lancing straight through as if the earth were made from paper.

She was riding her climax now, eager to tease it out for as long as possible. With eyes closed Emma panted as her face hit the ground, and an entire city was blown away in the process. Every time she panted she could feel more of the tiny world underneath her crumble on contact with her breasts, and as she straightened her body out she felt her toes rake through more of the tiny surface beneath her.

The entire event lasted only a minute, but it ended with a death toll more significant than any the people who lived here would ever know. Some waited with anticipation, wondering if it were all over now as she lie with her face into the ground, attempting to catch her breath. Others cursed her, angry over the great losses suffered for no reason other than to give the gigantic brown-skinned woman a climax of epic proportions.

But all breathed a sigh of relief after a few minutes.

And then Emma casually rolled over onto her back. All at once countless more cities disappeared under her naked backside as she lie on the ground and catch her breath. She was covered in a fine layer of dust, and, she was sure, countless tiny bodies. But they were so small she couldn’t have even seen them. The knowledge they were there was all she had.

“Tha-“ She tried saying, panting all the while. Clearing her throat, she took a deep breath, and tried again. “Thanks.” She managed, leaning her head back so her hair jostled behind her and sliced through more beneath her.

It was a fun distraction and all… but she was still trapped here… and she’d probably just burned any potential bridges she could have formed to get help from them. So… that probably wasn’t good.

Still lying on her back, Emma folded her arms under her chest, deep in thought. There had to be something she could do.
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