Together Forever

When Camilla heard of the fortress Corrin had been hiding at, she flew over on her wyvern as fast as she could. This mission was too urgent to let anyone else slow her down, but that meant taking on an entire fortress. She decided on a simple growth spell, albeit with quite a bit of extra power put into it. She landed in the forest near the fortress and began her spell. The purple-clad princess grew, past the trees, the hills behind her, and well above the fortress itself. Even its tallest towers didn't reach her knees. "I've heard you've been keeping my precious brother here." She announced as she stepped towards the fortress. "give him to me and I might spare a few of your pathetic lives." She placed her foot on an old house that served as a barracks, slowly lowering it to emphasize her threat. It creaked and splintered but the partially rotted wood collapsed quickly. "Oops, I meant to at least give you enough time to get out of there, I hope Corrin wasn't in there. Now are you going to bring him out or do I need to crush another?" She wasn't asking, searching for a good target for her next act of destruction, when she spotted a tiny glint of gold and white dashing out of the building next to her foot. She reached down and grabbed it between her fingers, bringing it to her face. "There you are baby brother. You're adorable at this size, but why were you running? Don't you want to be reunited with your "big" sister?" She giggled a bit at her joke despite its unoriginality. By now the fortress had had time to raise the call to arms, and seeing corrin captured further riled the fighters. They flung spells and arrows at Camilla's legs and feet which glanced off harmlessly. All manner of melee weapon did the same as the casual wiggle of her toes or shifting of her foot crushed their wielders like bugs. "Oh please do continue the assault, at this rate you might break a toenail." She turned her attention back to Corrin, sighing. "Oh, What can I do with a brother like you? It's bad enough you sided with the Hoshidans, but avoiding your sister like this? You're lucky I love you so much, I'll just have to make sure we'll be together forever" Camilla raised Corrin high above her head, dangling him above her mouth. "I'll digest you and make you a part of me, so you'll never be able to leave again. We'll be closer than ever. Wouldn't you like that brother?" She dropped him into her open maw. His long fall was broken by a soft, wet tongue. He looked around, surrounded by teeth twice his size that were coming together to seal off his only escape. He dove for the fading light, but the saliva stuck to him, coating him and making him sticky and slippery, he'd never come close to escaping at this size. Camilla tossed him around in her mouth, pressing him against the roof and savoring his flavor. The tip of her tongue wove its way around him pinned to the roof of her mouth, spreading his legs and arms painfully wide, it was far too large to be delicate. Camilla flicked her tongue, pinning corrin underneath it. Spit flooded the area as she held him there. He thrashed in the fluid, expending even more of his limited breath. He felt his lung burn, his vision dim, and then the pressure lifted and he was soon after. He gasped for air, finally back on top of the tongue. He thanked the gods he was alive, though perhaps too early, as he was flung backwards into a dark abyss. He fell for several seconds before landing with a splash into the acids of his sister's stomach. His whole body suddenly flared with pain as the acids burned him. Corrin looked for anything to grab hold of but evidently Camilla had not eaten in her haste. He swam to the edge of her stomach and desperately banged on the walls. Camilla felt this and poked at her belly through the underside of her breastplate. "Settle down in there Corrin. As nice as that feels, it almost seems like you don't want to become a part of me forever." she teased. "Now what to do with the rest of you?" She mused, looking down. Her toes were covered in bloodstains from the soldiers who had charged them. The melee combatants seemed to have died off or retreated, but the mages and archers were still shooting from every perch they could find. Without any wind up or warning, Camilla lightly kicked the base of the central citadel, which came toppling down towards her feet like a child's sandcastle. The rubble was filled with commanders and higher ups, as well as grunts manning the towers. She brought her feet down, alternating in rhythm, crushing what remained of the building, and any left inside. She turned her attention to the walls, strategically stomping gaping holes into them, and plastering the guards on them to her soles. "There, that should be enough for father, I don't think you'll be able to rebuild this any time soon, and I don't see any reason to waste more of my time with you bugs." Camilla walked off and released her growth spell. It had taken a lot out of her. She exhaustedly climbed onto the back of her wyvern and fell asleep shortly into the ride, but she trusted it to get her and Corrin back safely.