Malignant Creature

The air lay stagnant.
Naturally, dramatically, purposely.
Chebe found herself losing blood. But that was fine, if for the safety of her Kingdom.

The Queen would be so proud so have gotten rid of the flea in front of her.

But she had to fight valiantly.
Cuts and bruises all over her body, and a gash across her abdomen.
The ground wept and shone with the splatters of red blood on it's concrete features.

"Give up, foul being! You do not belong here!"

The Cat mewled, in pain, but hiding it in plain sight. Her opponent could smell her fear.

Blonde.
Purple spider's web dress.
Multiple, freakishly long legs.
Crimson lipstick.

Black, dried blood sprinkled beneath her, but the spider-like being smiled a pumpkin carved smile. Desolate was her strife, even if she was bleeding and burnt from multiple beatings.

"Are you sure of that, dear? I haven't even been able to play with my food yet, truly." A cage of webs and silk began to form at the cat's feet. Laced with red and white. The cat hardly noticed, that was, until she was desperately trying not to burn herself with it's removeal from her legs. The spider scowled. "You wound me. Is this how you treat your people?"

"We don't claim you as a true Nimysian! You're nothing but sub-human scum!" Chebe coughed, wheezing the tiniest bit. She was reaching the end of her rope.

Liz's finest meal. Or toy.

She shook her head, revealing a small cut or two on her face. Along with a burn clearly across her neck. That had to hurt, but charred skin was the only clear tell.

"You disappoint me, darling. I was hoping you'd be a sweet feast, not a burnt bitter meal. You revolt me."

With ease, she wrapped the other with webs until she could spark flames no more. A scream, a shout, she tried to let it all out. The spider chuffed, almost snorting a laugh. Speaking hurt her precious voice, but she would have the last word.

"Farewell, feline."

And so she slammed the guard into a wall, spine first.