Finally, Cyra lowers her arms, watching the ruined house merrily burn thanks to her efforts. Without further ceremony, the kari turns her back on it and strides towards the others on spiky legs while the thick walls of her stomach occluded<span style="font-style: italic">most</span>of the struggling inside. "That is done," she says simply. "We were discussing, before the house interrupted us, my letting you go for a price, I believe?" She smiles faintly, looking at Aiyaka and Vesele, giving an unmistakeable glance to the mouse clutching the latter. A sudden questioning bleat from her stomach brought an twinkle to her eye as she lowered her main body to the ground, letting weight lay more heavily on her meal to help grind the acids in. Already the human was softening- soon she'd get to briefly experience becoming part of a superior being before having to be chucked into the bowels of the gods to hope for a favorable reincarnation. "Of course I am digesting you," Cyra says somewhat soothingly. "You were eaten by a kari, and all that fire requires my energy to be restocked. You are in my stomach. You will... refill me, once I am no longer full with you, no?"<br/><br/>Stimulated by the faint pleasures, the acid production increases as streams of hot, thick slime splatter onto Daciana' face and chest. They begin burning almost immediately, more potent acids working their way quickly into wounds that the long submerging in weaker ooze had opened. "You feel it though, do you not? If you escape, would it be worth it to never feel this again?" She asks rhetorically- meeting everyone's eyes as she does, though she addresses only one. "A minute, then, and if you still wish to leave, I will let you free." The kari knew that in a minute the girl would be in little shape to talk, let alone survive outside her stomach, but just to make sure she squeezed her meal more and let more torrents of hungry acid soften her flesh as grinding walls start to rasp flesh off, thickening the goop around Daciana into a meatier stew soon to drain into her intestines. Still, the... pleasuring inside her, a kari knew that feeling too well- and the others soon knew as well, as Cyra's face took on a dreamy smile and her skin flushed almost as red as her carapace from her stomach up to her cheeks. "She is... feisty..." she purrs, looking off into space as a particularly loud squelching sound bubbles up to be stopped at her lower lips.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/222201">*gurgle*</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">5</span>