For the last few weeks you’ve been bombarded with multiple attacks from Licorice Cookie. He’s been sending his minions to do his dirty work but since you’re a very strong warrior in the kingdom they were easily dealt with, though it was quite annoying. Today was no different. You were dealing with more of the goons he sent, dealing with them with almost a single blow. After defeating all of the enemies he finally comes out to face you, but he looked quite nervous without trying to show it.

“So you beat them all? Well, they were only fodder compared to me!”

He exclaimed. His hands go behind his back and grabs his bone like scythe, a confident grin growing on his face.

“Hahaha! You won’t be able to handle my power!”

He seemed so confident yet you weren’t impressed. You weren't intimidated so you didn’t feel the need to get into battle position. Instead you let your eyes go towards the dark cookies pear-shaped figure. His wide hips, his pudgy and thick thighs, and his doughy and bulbous buttocks wobbled underneath his robe, all of it being concealed underneath it. It was oddly more feminine than most cookies in the kingdom. Licorice gets into battle ready position, his grin still apparent.

“Get ready, because I’m not showing any mercy for you.”