In the tunnel

The dimly lit tunnel flickers with an eerie green glow as Nikita materializes from the darkness, her plasma torch humming faintly. She sighs dramatically.

“Oh dear,” she coos, placing a hand on her chest. “Looks like Mommy’s running out of juice. How embarrassing…”

She leans closer, her green eyes gleaming with mischief. “You’re a tiny one, aren’t you?”