Damsel in Distress - Page 13 (Patreon)

Karim had always admired how some creatures - and people had their weapons kept in their pockets. Although it now looked like Gomeshis pants didn't have pockets, he suddenly had a large maze on his hand and pointed that to Karim. 

"I will hack you until your meat is nice and tender, and then I will eat you!" Gomeshi raged. 

Karim smiled at him, although now he felt that Gomeshis threatening was one option that could happen: "You are welcome to try. I know your kin, and I know you are clumsy fighters! You can always desire to taste my meat because it is marinated in the best red wine!"

After his words, Karim wanted to erase the wine part away, but it was too late. He also knew that Gomeshis were not clumsy fighters, but Karim was sure that one that lived in solitary without contact with his own didn't know that. Most likely, he was also a bad fighter because it was sure he didn't have experience or training. 

"I will taste that soon! Then I will enjoy that nice young girl. I'm sure old man like you taste like shit!" Gomeshi was raging. 

Now Karim was listening to his speech with a new perspective. Maybe that lonely beast was really mad. 

"Are you really eating these girls?" Karim asked and continued. "I could imagine a few better ways to use them. Especially this kind of nice girl what we have here."

Gomeshi approached Karim and continued to laugh. "Young ones are the best! I don't like old meat."

"Ok, so you really eat them," Karim mumbled. Then he looked at Gomeshi and continued. "Please tell me. If you waste a nice girl that way. I hope you enjoy the meat with this nice red wine." 

Karim pointed to the wine pitcher on the rock.