(Don't mind me just fixed some mistakes and repost as shameless self-bump :P)
By the time Master Cyclonis regain her consciousness, she found herself deep inside a pitfall, and are trapped by some kind of slime creature.
The yellowish, sluggish, foul-smelling goo are crawling all over her body. By the place where the goo is covering, her clothes slowly got burnt and melt with a little bubbles and smoke. She want to get rid of these corrosive slime, only to found out this pile of goo is also strong adhersive, and torn off some of her own clothes and skin while ripping the goo off. Looking at the wound she've made, Master Cyclonis feels a chill up her spine: The acidic slime will slowly dissolve her if she do nothing about it, yet struggling them off will cause more skin and flesh being torn off, and even she managed to get rid some, more will just keep crawing up her body.
Master Cyclonis starts to panic. She doesn't want to die here, yet there's no way she can get out of this hell of slime. With her clothes being completely melted, and the goo start burning into her skin and flesh, Her fear of death get more and more overwhelming. She lost her sense, she struggles more vigorously, she screams and howls like a beast felt into an trap, and none of these help her situation, if not making it worse.
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