Sonya endured the prodding, taking advantage that the thing didn't seem to know what to do with her. Her sword was in reach down, able to slide the thing down to the palm of her hand. Taking a firm grip again, Sonya relaxed, she could do this, she had a chance to...<br/><br/>The swordswoman cried out suddenly as the Setlas finally settled on what to do. Her panties, unable to offer much resistance, tore open, falling to the invader. Its member pressed forward and into her, pain rocking through  at the sudden large intrusion, bigger than men she'd been with previous.<br/><br/>Panting, she glared up at the insect, knowing she wasn't going to let this humiliation stand. In anger and with less focus than she normally employed, she struck. Pulling the sword to her she tried to strike up at the Setlas, trying to pierce its hide. Her aim wasn't the best nor her position, but she was trying to end this quickly and not take time like she should of.