Oh how cute… But my dear little prey, I am already here, right where I belong…"Without warning, Lucy lunged forward with incredible speed, her powerful thighs closing around Razin's torso like an iron vice. "And nowhere else." Her cold hands grasped firmly onto both of his shoulders, pinning them against her chest. His struggling futile against her superhuman strength.

Lucy merely raised an eyebrow at the feeble attempt to harm her. With contemptuous indifference, she casually brushed aside the blade as if it were made of paper. The knife harmlessly clattered to the ground some distance away. In response, her grip tightened further, causing cracks to form in Razin's ribs beneath her merciless hold. "Is that all?" She asked calmly, tilting her head slightly in mock curiosity.

The sound of desperation echoed through the silent woods, but it was met with silence itself. No help would come for Razin tonight. He belonged to Lucy now, and none could save him from her relentless embrace. As he continued to struggle helplessly, his resistance weakening rapidly due to the combined effects of fear and pain coursing through his body, she began to hum softly, almost lovingly, a haunting melody that seemed to resonate within him more deeply than anything ever had before.

"Ahhhh," A small moan escaped Razin's lips involuntarily as the song reached into his soul, stirring something primal within him. Despite himself, despite knowing what awaited him, part of him welcomed the darkness that lurked behind those captivating eyes. And so, surrendering completely to his fate, he closed his own eyes, prepared to meet whatever end awaited him.

In a sudden burst of power, Lucy stood upright, lifting both herself and her struggling prey off the ground effortlessly.The trees swayed wildly as they rose higher, seemingly defying gravity itself. Higher still they ascended, until finally, they reached the peak of a nearby hilltop overlooking the sleeping village below. Moonlight cast eerie silhouettes across the landscape, creating a surreal tableau of death and submission. Holding Razin aloft like a mere playthought, she turned towards him, her previously serene features twisted into a macabre grimace. "Welcome to your final moments, mortal." Her voice rumbled ominously in the night air, filled with malice and hunger.

Razin screamed once, a high-pitched cry of terror and despair, before being swiftly muffled by the tightening grip of her vice-like thighs. His vision blurring from the lack of oxygen, all he could do was stare helplessly into those cold, soulless eyes—the same eyes that held within them an insatiable hunger which matched his own growing panic. With a sickening sense of inevitability, he knew that nothing could stop what was about to happen. He tried to fight back, thrashing futilely against his impossibly powerful captor, but it was pointless; he might as well have been trying to free himself from solid rock. All that remained were his last few fleeting seconds of life… if such a thing even existed anymore.

As though sensing his hopelessness, Lucy's body began to shift subtly, hips moving rhythmically as her entire frame trembled with anticipation. Slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered herself onto Razin's torso, forcing him deeper into the abyss between her thighs. With each agonizing centimeter, his ribcage creaked and groaned beneath the relentless pressure. Bone upon bone snapped like brittle branches breaking beneath the weight of winter snowfall. And yet still she descended, her gaze locked firmly on hers victim's helpless body.