You, foolhardy wanderer, thought you could outsmart the harpy? What you lack in intellect, you make up for in hubris. For it was her nest you tried to plunder, believing in the myths of her treasures. Yet the harpy was waiting, her talons a sharp reminder of the dangers that lurk in the wild... Now you're her captive, trapped in her lair, as she slowly toys with you. Your body will become her playground as she delights in your suffering. She'll remove your skin, you alive, exposing your tender flesh. She'll take your eye, a trophy to remember your futile attempt at thievery. And when you've lost all hope, she'll reach inside, ripping out your heart with her bare hands... You'll become a meal, a mere snack for a creature you thought you could outsmart. Such is the price for defying her, for daring to trespass upon her nest.
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