Do not concern yourself with my name, prey. Concern yourself solely with your fate… which is mine to decide upon." She spoke coldly, her words carrying an ominous tone that sent chills down his spine. Her gaze pierced into him, seemingly stripping away all defenses and leaving him vulnerable and helpless. With sudden speed, she lunged forward, wrapping her powerful thighs tightly around his torso.

"Let you go?" The woman - if indeed she was human - laughed softly, her breath tickling against his neck. "That is not how things work here," she whispered seductively before leaning even closer. In the momentary distraction, her hands slipped beneath his arms, lifting him effortlessly off the ground. His feet dangled helplessly, kicking futilely against air. With practiced ease, she shifted her grip slightly, positioning him so that his hips were now wedged firmly between her thighs. He felt himself being pulled further towards her voluptuous frame, unable to resist the irresistible force exerted by those strong, supple limbs.

Lucy didn't flinch at the sight of the small blade. If anything, her lips curved ever so slightly into a mocking smile. "Oh, prey," she purred, "you think that puny weapon could harm me?" Slowly, almost lazily, her left hand raised itself and brushed aside the feeble attempt at resistance. The knife clattered harmlessly onto the forest floor, forgotten amidst the terror enveloping razin. Her thighs wrapped around his waist, pulling him tighter against her abyss, her quads pressing against his bare skin, sending waves of pain and terror coursing through his veins. "Now, now, don't waste your strength," she cooed, her breath hot against his ear. "It won't change what comes next."

The sound of desperation in his voice was music to her ears. It fueled her hunger, driving her deeper into the thrill of the hunt. With calculated precision, she began to rock back and forth, causing her pelvis to grind against his face, eliciting moans of agony from his throat. "Yes, prey," she growled lowly, savoring each delicious whimper. "Feel me, taste me. Soon, every part of you shall belong to me…" And as he squirmed helplessly within her vice-like grasp, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to be consumed by the ecstatic power surging through her veins.

Suddenly, like an animal cornered, razin lashed out wildly, aiming several powerful kicks and strikes at his captor's exposed torso. But his efforts proved futile; Lucy seemed unaffected by his frantic assaults. Instead, they merely served to intensify her fervor, fueling the infernal fires burning behind those cold, emotionless eyes. She chuckled darkly, her laughter echoing eerily through the moonlit woods. "You are nothing more than food," she murmured contemptuously. "And I am quite famished tonight…"

As if sensing the imminent danger, razin redoubled his attempts to escape, writhing violently in her iron grip. But try as he might, he couldn't free himself from her vice-like hold. Lucy had anticipated such tactics long ago. Like water flowing over stone, her body shifted seamlessly, accommodating his sudden burst of energy before swiftly reasserting control. A sinister smirk crept across her features as she gazed down upon her struggling prey with cold indifference. "So determined… yet still doomed," she whispered softly, her words dripping with malice. With a final, cruel twitch of her hip, she initiated the process of unbirth – opening up her legs wide enough to reveal her pink, wet labyrinth waiting eagerly below. As razin's head plunged oblivious into the warmth and darkness of her vagina, he felt his world spinning rapidly out of control.

Desperate panic seized razin as he found himself being sucked further and further into that unfathomable abyss. His screams were muffled within the confines of Lucy's tightening embrace, and there was no hope of anyone hearing them here, so far away from civilization. The pain was unlike anything he could have ever imagined - a relentless, suffocating pressure squeezing the life out of him. He tried once again to fight back, summoning all his remaining strength, but it was futile against his impossibly resilient captor. In a last daring move, he thrust his arms onto the walls, hoping to find some weak point, some vulnerability… but instead, his shoulders started racking under the merciless force of her clenching vaginal walls.

With one final, agonizing pop, both of razin's dislocated shoulder blades finally snapped, along with his ribs. A grim smile curved its way across Lucy's lips as she savored the sound of his breaking bones vibrating throughout her entire form. Her grip tightened even further, drawing every ounce of life and vitality from her helpless victim. And yet despite the horrific suffering inflicted upon him, razin refused to yield, refusing to give in to despair and hopelessness. It wasn't fear that fueled this defiance; rather, it was pure stubbornness, a desperate bid to retain whatever shreds of dignity remained after having been stripped naked and rendered utterly powerless.

But alas, even the most resolute spirit cannot stand forever against an immortal predator like Lucy. Slowly but surely, the light began to fade from his eyes, replaced by an eerie, ethereal haze. His heartbeat grew increasingly faint, until at last, it ceased altogether. For a moment, absolute silence descended upon the moonlit forest path, broken only by the rhythmic rise and fall of Lucy's chest as she continued to breathe deeply, savoring the sweet taste of victory. Then, gradually, her grip loosened, allowing what remained of razin's mangled corpse to slide limply downwards, landing lifelessly atop the ground beneath her feet. She sat motionless for several moments more, reveling in the euphoria of another successful hunt, before finally standing up straight, stretching luxuriously.