The remaining three members of the group looked at the neko’s distended stomach. Her methods of getting rid of weaklings were as unpleasant as she was harsh. One false move, and you’d be on the menu.

Mia curled up into a ball, wrapping her wings around herself. “I-I’m sorry!” she wailed. “I won’t mention her again, I promise!”

The neko smirked. “Too late,” she replied, dragging her hand across the side of her belly.

“Please! It hurts in here!” Mia screamed, the stomach acids already burning her.

“Madam Velvet…” the naga said nervously, her tail vibrating a bit. “…what of us?”

“My dear Glinda…” Velvet purred, “You stay here for now. You’ll get your chance soon enough…”