Jitoru's face held an expression of confusion as the dragon spoke.  She had assumed he was going to eat her.  No, she was sure of it.  What, then, could he be talking about?  The thought quickly escaped her as she felt his tongue around her neck, and she flailed, kicking her legs as she was lifted up.  She first got a terrifying view of his gaping maw before she was cast into it.  It grew darker and darker as she slid deeper in, and she moaned in the moist cavern.  But she didn't stay there long; she felt her world tilt now, and she squirmed desperately as she began to slip into Mayhem's throat, the rippled muscles slowly pulling her deeper inside him, the stench growing ever worse.   She felt faint, dizzy; the fumes made her sick.  Various churning noises emanated from the prison below and she braced herself.