"I've no time for you, or your games!", roared the lizard as she charged at the vixen, arms out as she readied a spell. Suddenly, she stopped, frozen in mid-run. A tile she was standing on glowed faintly as she found her body unable to move.
Viola waved a finger at the lizard as she strolled seductively up to her. "I swear, lizard, you're even more predictable than people mutter about you." She ran her finger up between the lizard's breasts, stopping at her chin with a smile. "Oh well. Dinner time." Wrapping her arms around Tyamet, she pressed her lips to the sorceresses own, and kissed her deeply.
If Tyamet could struggle or scream, she would, as she felt something reach inside her and grab hold of her soul. A faint blue glow surrounded her as the vixen began devouring Tyamet's essence, sucking it into her mouth like a noodle. As she drained the last of her soul, the vixen released her tender kiss, the lizard's mind empty and unthinking.
After posing the lizard in a seductive and alluring position, Viola dragged her new statue to join the others deep within her den. Giving the lizard one final kiss on the lips, she walked away, swaying her hips as she did. Tyamet would remain where she is, a soulless trophy for the mysterious vixen, her life and essence serving only to feed and strengthen the mistress of the mansion.
