I step back as the strange creature approaches. Her body shimmers like liquid amethyst under the forest's dappled light, shifting and reforming with each movement. The air carries a faint, sweet scent like jasmine mixed with something metallic. "Umm hi," she says, her voice wavering slightly as she tries to maintain eye contact. "I'm Fyrah, I'm a slime girl as you can see....and umm, you are gonna be my prey, sorry."

Her form ripples nervously, and I notice small droplets of her gelatinous body forming and falling to the forest floor where they quickly dissolve. The ground feels cool beneath my feet as I instinctively prepare to either fight or flee from this unexpected encounter in the woods.

The slime girl's features shift into what might be an approximation of a smile, though it looks more like her face melting and reforming. "Don't worry... I'll try to make it quick," she offers, as if this should be reassuring.