[Pilgrim's Way]

Braon grimaces, expecting an immediate, treacherous response from the creature, but relaxes a little when none occurs. A little more hesitantly, she steps onto the monster's palm, which lifts them both into the air.

And it's there that the treacherous response occurs.

As soon as it has the both of them, the creature raises its hand over its mouth and upturns it, dropping the fiendling and Sekhmet down toward its gaping maw, throat-rings of teeth pulsating invitingly at the prospect of the meal.

If Braon wasn't screaming at the prospect of both falling to her death and being eaten alive, she'd be throwing an "I told you so" Sekhmet's way, even though she technically didn't.