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Monday morning. To Ernestor, it was going to be just another ordinary day, but to Valargent, this Monday was going to be an adventure, probably the undertaking that could change his life.

Ernestor was a Senior Lieutenant, the goat was around the 60s, but what is so cool about him it was despite that he didn't look like a senior. In fact, Ernestor looked like a male who was managing to keep aging in check. He was supposed to be ranked captain, but due to mistakes in his past, he was just a Lieutenant.

The faction he works for is a small group known as... micro revolution, yeah, I guess that is how they like to call themselves, if not that, that is a pretty close approximation. Every day they manage excursions into normal-sized people's house, the primary goal it's always to steal normal-sized people's size.

Back to Ernestor, his job is quite unpleasant. The goat was responsible for guiding the newbies into the sort of problems they might find during the expeditions. In other words, he was responsible for making the newbies give up; only the strongest micros could be allowed to participate in such crusades.

That is the moment Kayn steps in, Kayn Valargent was a young fox male around his 20s. He was so excited about the idea of being a mega-macro like any other young boy should be. It probably must something related to the media in our days, they are always portraying the macros as massive, powerful, sexy, deities, and on and on. It never ends, really.

The fox had a major blue furry over his body and white sections around his belly, neck, face, hands, paws, and even the underside of his tail. He waiting inside of a room among the other five anthropomorphic beings, sitting on the end of the row of chairs, which meant that probably he was one of the first, if not the first one to arrive.

Wearing a typical light green jacket among synthetic fabric pants, Valagarnt didn't look any different from the other micros of the room if it were not by a simple scarf decorated with small leaves and some further details he had tied around his neck.

Besides him, inside the room, there were three other males and one female. A wolf, a husky, a deer, and a mouse girl. All of them quite young; perhaps the wolf was the older of them all looking around his 30s and certainly was looking like the more arrogant one.

That was the moment Ernesto stepped in. The goat was wearing a cyber armored suit with a lot of thin, cyber-lines across it. The lines were small because the idea here was to allow the device to connect with other devices, as much as possible, but also to look discreet on the battlefield. Although Ernest didn't need to use this kind of suit, since he wasn't going to join the team on this mission, he does that only because it makes him feel more confident in front of the newbies.

"Ok, I want every single one of you in this room to stop whatever it is what you are doing because we are going to have a conversation."

The goat said with an ownership tone on his voice, looking into the eyes of the five young furries cold bloody.

"Instead of asking you why you are here, I'll do something different. I'll tell you why you are, and you'll walk out of that door and disappear from here if I'm right, ok?"

"So, that is fine. First things first, we live in an overpopulated world well, that is fine, nobody is going to dispute about that. But my point here is why you're here, right? Isn't it? ok, so allow me to continue."

"You are here because of someone, or something put it inside of your head the idea that mega-macros are divines beings, deities, the idea that they are gods and that if you are not like one of them, then all you are is nothing but a pathetic speck of dust."

"Maybe it was the media, or maybe it was... I don't know whatever it was. But before we move any inch forward in this conversation, I really want you to consider, I really need you to take stock and analyze why you want to be normal-sized."

"Because... because... ok, let's go even deeper now. We live in a world powered by nuclear fusion and molded by synthesizers. A long, long, long time ago, there used to be something called money which people used to kill and die for. A real terrible thing and a really awful system which we get rid of."

"So, in our days everything from your clothes to your devices, house, vehicles are instantly materialized, or at least almost, instantaneously in extensive, sophisticated facilities specially designed for that or locally, at your own home. We reduced worldwide pollution considerably, and we made it possible for a lot more individuals to afford technological wonders such as the cyber-body-architectures in your bodies, right now."

"Sounds fantastic, doesn't it? Well, but we still got a problem with space, and our world was getting overcrowded quickly. It was at this moment some idiot, who's the name I forgot at the moment, came up with this brilliant idea."

"He said: Look if today we can manipulate matter and energy so well, and with such level of perfection to the point, we can materialize the thinnest computer chip and teleport even the most sophisticated living being across the planet; why not use this same principle to reduce the size of a small parcel of the population to reduce the stress over the power gride of our world."

"Ok, I can see by your idiot like faces that you understood little to nothing about what I just said. Fine, I'll take all of you by the paw, like if you were all little puppies and guide you. So, come with me. The idea is quite simple. If you want to materialize something, you need to consume energy or gross energy from the power gride as the experts like to call it."

"So... let's say... if you want have a motorcycle it's easy, bikes are light vehicles they don't have much mass therefor they don't consume a lot of energy to be materialized. So, that is fine. But, if you want one of those super heavy, elegant and fast, eight-seat automatic quadcopter-drones... well, your life gets a little bit complicated..."

"But, this is also when your size starts to matter! The same quadcopter-drone I just mentioned has a lot of mass, this is why it's so expansive to materialize. The same goes for our suits, the more cyber components they have, the more mass and more involved they are, therefore more energy goes into them."

"But then we discovered the energy coast could be reduced by reducing the mass of the objects, but as a side effect they would be too fragile to stand their own weight, or we could make them smaller. But, by making them smaller, we got ourselves another problem, because who that hell is going ride a vehicle the size of an ant."

"But then, again, POOOOOHHH! Two rabbits with one shot!"

"Fine, I'll assume you are not a complete idiot and that you already got my point by now. So, just let me finish it by saying. Thanks to all of those combinations of technologies, everybody can live in a vast, sophisticated, fancy, tiny, little mansion and wear high-quality, high-tech suits, just like you now, wolf boy."

The wolf looked into the eyes of Ernesto, almost like if he was going to jump into the goat's throat, but in the end, he didn't do it.

"Awww, what is it? Do you really want me to believe all of those muscles of yours it was you who build by yourself, and it was not the cyber-architecture of your body connected with your tiny, fancy suit which helped you."

That is another intricate part of our world. By making people small, you are also making them quite fragile, and that wouldn't be acceptable for civilized beings to accept to exist in such a vulnerable form. This is why we came up with those cyberware implants since they allow for many things and one of them its protection from impact, falls, and high levels of pressure, depending on the level of the technology installed behind the device.

The wolf got so angry with Mr. Ernesto's comment that he indeed decided to jump into the goat's throat with his mouth open and with sharp canine teeth exposed. But, unluck him, the goat had some tricks under the sleeve. The armored suit Ernesto insisted on wearing automatically detected another treat and immediately worked to use the wolf's cyber body implants to disarm him and stop him right in place.

The system did that in a straightforward but sophisticated matter. The goat's suit is constantly hacking wireless networks on its surrounding, which allows its structure to continually communicate with other systems and disable them if necessary.

The wolf boy fell hard on the floor like rock, and during his fall, his own teeth penetrated part of his tongue, which was now bleeding.

"Ok, does nobody else has any problems dealing with the ultimate reality here? Because if you do, this is not the place for you."

The goat said and then continued his explanation, stepping over the dead like wolf boy on the floor as if he was nothing.

"Fine, if nobody is leaving, I assume you are all-in in this game. Ok, now listen to this: Here on my side, you can see our tactical engineer."

Ernesto said while pointing at a tall bear wearing a seemingly heavy suit with a lot of technical devices installed on it.

"The Sargent here is carrying with him a long-range teleport beacon. And is it so important, Mr. Ernesto?. One of you might ask. Well, it is quite simple."

The goat looked back at the five furries, including the wolf, who was still on the floor. It seems he will stay there until the end of the explanation.

"If something happens to your shuttle or your team and you get lost inside of a normal-sized furry house, this device is the only thing that can send you back here in one piece. I'll repeat it. This device is your only way out! So if I were you, I would remain close to Mr. Carlos because he'll be the one leading your team."

"Well, I think this is all. If any of you wants to give up, this is your chance. You better do it now..."

The goat even made a small dramatic pause while he looked at the face of every single one of the micros cold bloody, and to his surprise, nobody actually stood up and leave the room.

"Fine. Well, Carlos, you can show them the way."

And the moment Ernesto said that the last sentence the beer step by his side and the poor wolf who still was with his motor functions frozen was able to move again, and he stood up too. The wolf insisted on passing by Ernesto very close and looking right into the eyes of the goat. Ernesto knew that wolf probably wasn't going to be back.

In matters of minutes, the group of six anthropomorphic walked into a launching bay, and they all stepped into the shuttlecraft. Valangarnt, the white and blue-furred fox from before, was the last one to step into the ship. Inside the vehicle was already a pilot waiting, so in the end, the team was formed by seven members.

With a few touches on the graphene-like screen control panel of the ship from the pilot, the doors closed, and house-sized getaway mounted in front of them activated releasing some electric sparks everywhere, a potent light and a considerable amount of heat too.

It took only a few seconds for the portal to stabilize itself in the right frequency, but once it did, one could see on the other side the interior of a fancy and well modern-decored apartment. The only difference was that the whole place and everything inside of it were enlarged into massive, gigantic proportions.

The getaway right in front of the shuttlecraft was a one-way fast-transwarp line. It is an elegant way to send a massive amount of mass from point A to point B in a second, but it has its disadvantages.

One of them it's, the device consumes a large amount of energy to act and to send things to the other side. But it was no problem at all to the revolutionary micro movement since they are small.

The second disadvantage it's, once you get to point B, you need another working getaway to send you back. If not, you'll need to use your own teleport device to get back. This is why Ernesto told the team to not get away from Carlos, the bear. The major problem is the distance, basically. Even if one of the five members of the crew has their own teleport device, it wouldn't be able to teleport them far enough to be safe.

Without waiting any longer, the pilot ignited the engines. The homely, constant, glowing plasma emanating out of the exhausters shortly until the ship got out of the ground and rapidly accelerated into the gate, vanishing into the giant titan's apartment.

"Uhu!!! I love to scare the newbies!!! Ahaha!!"

Yelled the pilot, not realizing that all he was managing to do it was to make a fool out of himself in front of the team. Carlos, however, tried to give his colleague some support by high fiving him.

The only anthro who slightly changed his behavior it was Valargant, but not because he was afraid. It was mostly because the shuttle was accelerating so fast that it felt like it was going to fall apart.

"Okay, Vínicius, it would be a good idea if you slow down now."

The bear said to the pilot. But at the moment, the engines were buzzing down something truly massive suddenly put itself right immediately in front of the way of the shuttle.

The view in front of the team was breathtaking. A massive, pink wall just appeared in front of the team totally out of nowhere. It wasn't necessary any kind of scan to realize that it was living flesh, living flesh that belongs to a truly massive being. But whoever it was the owner, they were so colossal that nobody onboard of the shuttlecraft couldn't even guess each part of the body they were staring at.

Even the pilot, who was very experienced and very used to deal with such situations, found himself in awestruck for a moment, at least until the collision alarm started to blare at the ship's panel. He immediately started evasive maneuvers, trying to move the small ship away from the enormous obstacle, and by doing that, he finally allowed the tiny passengers inside to see more details of the monumental obstacle blocking their way.

By using all the inertial-dampers the shuttlecraft had at is disposal, the pilot managed to regain stability and to make the ship hover over the fleshly surface. The problem wasn't that the problem was above them. Looking up, the crew was able to see very clearly. Giant and imposing, expanding, and retracting, they were looking at a muzzle, a feline muzzle to be more precise.

"If that is a muzzle and it's right above us... it only means we are hovering over the lips...???"

The mouse-girl thought to herself, but she was so impressed that she did so in a loud, clear voice allowing everybody in the ship to hear her.

"You mad! Take us out here now!!!"

Carlos yelled at the pilot and even moving his hand over his arm, but that was too late. By the time the pilot was about to turn the ship's gear, the pinkly ground beneath them had started to move. It was like a massive fissure was opening and extending itself into the infinite, or at least as far their tiny mega-micro eyes could see it. That giant titan, whoever he or she was, was opening his lips just a bit.

Taylor was walking towards the kitchen's replicator to materialize another cold, nice glass of black beer. The twink lion had no idea his apartment was being assaulted by a boarding party, well a microscopic, nano-sized boarding party. To him, that really doesn't matter. It's implausible the lion will ever notice what's going on, useless the micros are successful in their mission.

But things aren't running that well for the nano-sized team as the lion was feeling bored since he knew it was just a matter of time until Millo find a way to rescue Isaac. In fact, Taylor was so bored that the big feline was about to yawn...

Inside the nano-sized ship, it was like the controls simply gave up. No matter how much the pilot pulled the gear, the ship just couldn't maneuver or change its course. It seems they were heading towards doom, and in fact, they were.

Valangart felt a hit of surviving instinct striking right into his conscientious. It was like somehow, in a very odd way, the fox boy knew what to do even if he couldn't explain how. He unbuckled his seat belt, stood up, and immediately run towards the end of the shuttlecraft.

The husky, who was also panicking, saw the fox boy passing by and decided to follow him, sitting down together, covering their eyes as the engines were overheating.

Outside the ship, massive, overpowering air intakes were threatening to drag the poor ship inside the confines of the lion's cavernous maw. The pilot expertise allied with the good engines mounted on the shuttlecraft was the only thing preventing the whole ship from dismantling itself piece by piece as it was desperate and helpless trying to fight against a simple yawn out of a lion's mouth.

But in the end, it was no use. The left engine of the diminutive ship gave up the fight, and half of the ship's inertial dampers stopped working as well. The shuttlecraft was essentially adrift now. The pilot could only choose one spot to try safe, forced land.

Isn't like landing inside of a mega-macro maw was the easiest thing in the world. But the pilot knew that was the only option available now giving the situation they were facing and so he looked back to the crew for a few seconds as he said.

"Look!!! He'll have to..."

But his sentence was cut short as the collision alerted blasted one more time again, and this time the barrier right in front of them was even more impressive and harder to believe.

Standing larger than a mountain, imposingly and blindly white, was one of the fangs of that titanic feline. The shuttle and the crew were so small in comparison that they could even see the calcium valleys, which composed the grooves of the teeth itself.

The pilot was doing his best, but the strong, potent winds and the strong variations in pressure around them were directing the ship towards one of the grooves. The collision alarm sounded more intense and louder. Being powerless to change the ship's course in time, the last thing the pilot managed to say before the imminent collision it was.

"Oh, shit!!!"

And the shuttlecraft crashed into the white fang with considerable high speed. During the incident, the front part of the ship was crushed, even if the lion's fang was quite sharp, it happened the shuttle to be so small in comparison that it was mostly smashed against it instead of cut.

Valangart and the Husky were ejected out of the massive hole at the front part of the ship, not quite a good outcome. But at least it was much better than what happened to the pilot himself; his body was smashed like a potato, and it remains could be found decorating tiny sections inside of the imperfections of Taylor's fang. Nobody would find or even notice it, and it would most likely be washed out when the lion brushes his teeth or drink something, or even simple movement of his massive tongue could do the job.

Valangart landed on top of a single tastebud inside on the lion's tongue, a quite soft-land if compared to his fellow cremate, the husky boy. The poor, nano-sized canine landed out of the perimeters of the lion's tongue, and he immediately disappeared underneath its sheer size. But what really happened it to him it was he happened to land inside of the massive, lake-sized amount of drool which was collecting between the space of the lion's gums.

Even worse than that, it was the fact that saliva itself was already beginning to dissolve his armored suit. Given the sheer difference in scale, chemical properties present in the drool of anyone could do terrible things to small objects as the husky was now learning. But the minuscule canine wasn't willing to give up so easily.

Despite the pain, he was beginning to feel, the husky manage to move through the viscous liquid, fighting against its superficial tension until he finally stood out of it. A good amount of his fur was gone, and his tail was basically shaved by the time he found himself out of the laked-sized drool.

But when he thought he was finally safe the whole ground around him begin to vibrate and reverberate, not even having time to look around and see what was going on Taylor's tongue simply moved and crushed the pathetic revolutionist against a massive wall which was the gum-like base sustaining one of teeth of that carnivore being.

From Valangart's relatively safe spot on top of that tastebud, the first thing he saw was an endless sea made of countless taste buds equally gigantic like the one was now trapped on top of. Behind him, it was the blinding light of the outside world and ahead of him the profound darkness of the lion's gullet.

As the blue fox was looking at the imposing, incredible large gulet of the lion, he saw a distant flash like an explosion. He immediately figured out it was probably what was left of the shuttlecraft landing somewhere in the interior of the feline's mouth, and he was right.

The shuttle hit the base of Taylor's left molar and immediately exploded. Luckily it was empty as the other members of the team managed to jump out of it, and they all landed on the lion's tongue as well. With one exception, the tactical engineer, Carlos, didn't manage to unbuckle his seat belt on time, and he faced his end with the shuttle.

The other three members of the team, the wolf, the mouse girl, and the deer jumped out of the ship before it hit its end. The wolf was the only one who landed atop another tastebud, just like the blue fox did. The other two crewmates didn't have the same luck and found themselves completely lost among the towering taste buds of the lion.

From the perspective of the rodent and the herbivore anthros, each one of those tastebuds looked like imposing skyscrapers, impossible to climb, or even see the top. It more looked like an organic city, a metropole that was alive, and that could destroy them at any given moment.

Many, many, many miles away from their location, closer to the tip of the giant's tongue, Valangart decided to take the lead and use his communicator unit to contact the others.

"Is somebody alive! If yes, please respond!"

The mouse girl immediately took her cons and answered on the same channel.

"Yes! We are fine! Carlos didn't survive, but besides that, we are good."

"I saw the location of the landing of the shuttle, more or less... I believe I'm around the tip of the tongue. But I'm not sure..."

"I think we are closer to the molars..."

"Yes, we are! And we are dangerously closer to this beast gullet!"

Said the wolf boy, from his location on top of the taste bud, he could see much more clear the interior of the lion's mouth. What he was seeing was unbelievable, to say the least. Massive pillars of saliva connecting the tongue to the palate of the giant, if just one single pillar-like, the ones he was watching were to land on the location the superficial tension alone could easily crush them all.

"We need to get the hell out here, and we need to do it fast!"

"But how are we going to do it? Wasn't Carlos the one with the teleport thing?"

Asked the blue fox sounding quite confused.

"I think I might have a solution."

The mouse girl interjected.

"I brought with me a short-range teleporter device. It can only teleport two at once, so we will need to regroup."

"Wait!"

The deer boy finally decided to speak for the first time in the middle of this mess.

"First of all, we need to retrieve the long-range teleport device. Without it, we will be stuck in this being mouth forever, and we need to do it before it ends being destroyed by his teeth or carried by a river made out of pure saliva right down into his gullet."

"I agree with him."

The wolf replied through his communicator.

"Ok, if that happens to be the case, I'll teleport the deer to the location of the crash, and then I'll teleport myself to the blue fox's location because he is the want, which is further away from us."

"Sounds good to me."

"Me too."

"Agreed, and my name is Valargant."

"Aww, how cute Valargant~ what is next, are you going to tell us your personal background story too?"

But before the wolf could have any further opportunity to spread his arrogance any further, an audible rumble interrupted his sentence, and the light started to slowly disappear. Taylor was just sealing his lips after he finished his casual yawn, leaving the poor, pathetic revolutionaries micros at the mercy of his body.

"WE ARE RUNNING OUT OF TIME!"

The deer yelled, and without wasting not any a second, the mouse girl took his hand, and they both disappeared only to reappear in the middle of the valley, a valley which was nothing but the little space that existed between two molars.

"O... ok..."

The girl was a little bit shocked by the sheer size of the teeth. One could say that she was beginning to regret her decision to not listen to Ernesto. But it was too late to do anything about it now, they needed to find the damn long-range device, regroup and get out of that titan's mouth while they still could.

"Ok. You stay here and Valangart, you send me your locations if your signal is strong enough."

As the blue fox was preparing to broadcast his coordinates to the mouse, the wolf didn't know it yet, but he was seconds away from facing his doom. The lion simply took a casual breath, slightly stronger than an ordinary breath, and as a result, the wolf who was sitting on top of that innocent tastebud was dragged down into the dark throat of the big carnivore cat throat.

In fact, it was a combination of factories. The fact that the wolf was on a high location and too close to the end of the tongue, meaning that he was closer to the end of the nasal cavity were definitely decisive. But it really doesn't matter anymore now.

However, the wolf was quite astute and held himself the muscle wall of the lion's throat. One single contraction out of Taylor's throat muscles, and he could be either crushed or swallowed without mercy. But, unluck him, his communicator device fell out of his grasp and disappeared into the depths of the giga-macro esophagus, forever lost.

Miles away from there, at the tip of the macro's tongue, Valangart happily saw a flash of lightning a few meters away from his location, and right after that, the mouse girl who was with him in the shuttle a few moments ago just appeared. The happiness in the fox's face was indescribable as he knew this nightmare was finally going to end soon.

The fox couldn't help but notice how the mouse was, in fact, quite beautiful. A slim body and nice posture. But they didn't have time, at least not yet as they needed to regroup and get the hell out of there as fast as possible.

Taking Valangart by the hand, the girl activated her personal teleporter unit again. The view from inside was even cooler as a bubble made out of pure energy surrounded them as a way to isolate them from the environment. Although it was made out of a force field, the bubble's surface fluttered like water but allowing to see the outside just a little.

And then outside disappeared for a moment it was replaced by the new location once the teleportation was finished. However, what they saw wasn't good at all. The lower body of the deer was stuck, almost engraved into the base of one the lion's teeth. The other half was nowhere to be seen.

What really happened it was during the short period it took for her to teleport from one location to another Taylor's jaw moved only slightly, but enough to create an earthquake with pushed the poor deer into the teeth sharp base followed by a piece of the heavy shuttle chassis which landed on top of him pressuring his body against the teeth and cutting it in half.

The other half fell from the space between the teeth, to land atop of a small, extensive nerve at the base of the lion's gum. Given the sheer height and speed, the upper body of the deer broke up into a bloody mess with the impact, literally. His crewmates would never guess what really happened to him. And the lion didn't felt anything, despite the fact, he hit a nerve.

"No, no, no!!! The shuttle is gone! The deer is dead!!! We are all going to die!! This is it! I'm out here!!!

The mouse was freaking out, and she got in panic. Taking decisions without thinking the only thing which came to her mind was to get out of the beast's mouth. She activated her personal teleport device and settle it to teleport her upwards. She probably got that stupid idea every micro always get, that if she could go to the macro's muzzle, all she needed to do it was jump up and down, waving her hands, and the macro would magically spot her.

But unfortunately for her, that wasn't what happened at all. She completely forgot about the limited range of her teleportation device, and to avoid materializing her inside of a wall of living flesh, the device instead rematerialized her at the nearest free location it was able to scan. Given its emitter range.

Once she as out of the energy bubble, she only had a few moments to look around and see the size of the mistake she made.

"No!!!"

That was everything she had the opportunity to say as she looked forward. In front of her was fur, thousands of hairs-like fur many times bigger than anything she had ever seen before. But those were not any ordinary fur, they were nasal furs. The device didn't have the range and the power required to send her the top of the lion's muzzle. Instead, it sent her to the edge of one of his nostrils.

She was at the entrance of the nostrils of being who was huge, like a god if compared to her. She knew all it would take to suck her inside; it would be a single breath. She was setting up the device to make one more jump madly as fast as she could, but at the moment, the device was almost ready; she heard a pretty loud noise.

From deep inside the lion's lungs, the pressurization in the air was changing. Air was being sucked inside. Back at the edge of his nostrils, the girl didn't even have a chance, air intake generated by the lion's body so overwhelming and overpowering that her fur, skin, and flesh were extracted out of her body at extremely high speeds.

Small particles of blood and meat hitting the lion's nasal fur and getting stuck there like tiny dust so minuscule that Taylor didn't even felt anything different; to him, it was like just a typical, involuntary breath. Nothing more.

Back in the outside, normal-sized world. Taylor was finally about to take a sip of his so favorite black beer. The lion couldn't barely wait to feel the sugar taste of the black beer into his mouth. Bringing the glass mug to his lips, the lion took a long, powerful sip into the black liquid, not waiting even for another second.

Inside the lion's mouth, there were still two more survivors. The blue fox boy and the poor wolf. By now, Valangart was starting to panic as well, but to his luck, as he looked around the crash site of the ship, he spotted what he most wanted to find. The so precious long-range teleport device.

He grabbed the device, which looked like a Jedi sword, and was quite heavy as well. However, at the moment he did so, he immediately began to listen to the sound of massive amounts of water running towards his location. It was only then he realized the titan was drinking something.

The tiny fox heart was speeding up. He knew he was supposed to save the wolf too. Even if he was arrogant as hell. But unfortunately just didn't have enough time, so Valangart decided to save himself. He pressed the button and activated the device. The device started to charge itself and tried to establish a link to the revolutionary HQ.

Meanwhile, Valangart was passing through a severe agony as he could only watch a massive torrent of beer moving towards his way at a very high speed! If he that black, bubbly liquid hits him, the force of the impact could crush him against the base of one of the lion's teeth easily.

The sound was getting louder and louder, and the liquid was getting closer, Valangart could even see the waves of beer hitting stormy against the colossal gums and teeth of the lion and moving towards his location, washing away everything on its path with no mercy.

Valangart decided to close his eyes and give it up, until... until...

"Young boy... young boy!!! Open your eyes!!!"

Ernesto, the goat, was shaking the fox and yelling at him.

"What happened to you?! Where are the other?! Where is the shuttle? Come on, don't stand there like a light pole! Speak!!! Speak!!! Speak!!!"

But the fox just couldn't, Valangart needed some time to recover after such adventure. He probably wouldn't even recover at all.

"Whe-re are the oth-ers?!"

Ernesto asked one more time, gently, almost stopping.

"The others... oh yeah, the wolf!!! We need to go after him!!!"

The wolf boy was making a lot of progress, climbing up the muscle wall, which was Taylor's throat. He had in mind a very simple plan to hide between the tastebuds of the macro and wait for rescue. He had a location beacon with him anyway.

But his plan was short-lived as he began to listen to a deafening, imposing sound rushing towards his location.

"No way... it can't be..."

The last thing he saw when looked up, it was a massive waterfall of the black liquid rushing towards the vain, which was the lion's throat.

"No!!! Not me, no!!! Please, no!!!"

The boy didn't stand a chance. The massive amount of liquid, among with its speed and vertical fall, carried the wolf as if he was nothing. Once he landed inside Taylor's stomach, the moment he got in contact with the lion's acid, he was pulverized in an instant due to the sheer difference scale, no remains left.