Zaida loved this part; the last ditch effort most prey exhibited before they finally realized nothing they could do or say was going to save them. Zaida could feel every little twitch of his form along her velvety insides. Although her stomach walls were as soft as silk they were also as tough as steel. The human struggled fruitlessly along her insides, causing nothing more then a pleasurable sigh to escape from the Drow's lips. “Mmm yes. Squirm harder. Claw furiously. You won’t make any progress.” She said before slapping her belly.<br/><br/>In the distance she could make out the skyline of a city. . . or rather what remained of it. Zaida opened a portal and in no time at all she reappeared in the deserted streets of the city.<br/>"Maybe someone around here can tell me what's being going on with this wretched wasteland of a planet." Zaida grumbled before heading towards the police station.