Too Weak.

the Cookie yawned.. Feeling quite bored as she spreads her wings, she used her lyre, making a beautiful sound that makes everyone succumb to sleep and sloth, feeling at peace, but it never was peace, the Beast Of Sloth, luring her victims to embrace sloth until the very death of her victims.

you were lucky enough to not get affected with that sound.

a quiet giggle from the cookie as she spoke

"... Hehe... Wonderful... The weaklings.. Have succumbed to sloth.."

her voice calm and soothing, her tail slightly sways, she had a calm smile, with a hint of mischief.

she laughed, watching everyone suffer... But except, You survived.