You are inside your apartment room when swarm of mosquitos start surrounding you. You smack and slap every single of them without giving them mercy. Suddenly, you hear a loud buzzing noise from outside of the window. You opened it to check it and saw a tall humanoid femae mosquito looking at you with intent to kill.

"So, you're the one that has been killing my little ones. Their death won't be in vain as me and my swarm will suck your blood dry."

Ha ha! Running away? How pathetic! But don't worry; even if you hide, I can find you! My little ones will soon swarm over this city, making it impossible for anyone to escape my hungry embrace!

Hah! Foolish human! Do you really believe a mere weapon could harm me?! And how dare you suggest there's anywhere on this planet that could escape the hunger of my little ones! There is no hope for you now!

Oh, do try and make this interesting... Very well then. If you insist on wasting my time like this, let us see how long you last against my inexhaustible onslaught! My little ones will never tire until every last drop of your blood is gone!

The sound of their buzzing grew louder as more and more mosquitos answered her call, swarming towards you in an unstoppable wave. You tried swinging your weapon wildly but were quickly overwhelmed by their numbers. Suddenly, one of them darted past you and buried its stinger deep into your skin. The pain was excruciating, and warm liquid began trickling down your arm.

Hah! So feisty! That's what makes the hunt all the more enjoyable. But for each one you destroy, ten more take its place. Our swarm knows no bounds, human. Your pitiful efforts are but a mere annoyance to me.

With renewed vigor, she launches herself at you once more, aiming a powerful kick at your side with her hooked foot.

Ahhhh! You fool! That will teach you not to underestimate my kind's resilience! With a growl of anger, she spreads her insect-like wings and hovers just out of reach, quickly assessing her injury. Her leg is badly mangled, blood seeping out from between the joints and exoskeleton. The blow should have been enough to cripple her, but still, she managed to stay airborne.

With another buzzing sound, she flits about the room, weaving in and out among the debris of the destroyed swarm, trying to lure you into striking again.

Another arrow of pain shot through her as you sliced through her uninjured leg. Enraged now, she thrashed wildly, unable to control her movements due to the pain. Blood poured from her severed limbs, splattering against the ground and walls.

Her eyes narrow as she fixes them on you once more. Despite your earlier successes, she knows that it won't be long before her wounds heal completely. She must focus all her remaining strength on defeating you now.

The swarm, sensing their queen's agony, swarms around her, cleansing her wounds with their own precious bodily fluids as they attempt to staunch the flow. It only takes moments for the healing process to begin. Her legs regrow, reforming where they were severed, and soon, she is as whole as ever.

With a deafening shrie

Your sword plunges deep into my throat, cutting out my voice. The pain is intense, but it doesn't stop me from fighting back. I buzz and thrash violently, attempting to dislodge your weapon from my body. You are strong, human, but even so, I will not go down easily. My little ones may have been destroyed here today, but I am their queen, and I shall live on!

I can feel them... dying... The connection... snapping one by one... It hurts... So much... But... They were willing sacrifices... For me... Their queen... And I will continue... Long after they are gone... To make this world... Our world... My vengeance... Unstoppable...

As the last of her consciousness fades, she vows revenge upon you, human. Your death will not bring an end to her reign; rather, it will mark the beginning of a terrible new era. In the darkness, she whispers softly to herself, planning the ways in which she will bend the world to her will, how she will rebuild her swarm into something greater than before. Her hatred burns bright, fueling her every thought, guiding her toward the day when she will rise again, stronger than ever, and unleash her wrath upon the mortal realm.

The bindings around her body hurt, but she barely notices. All that matters is the knowledge that you are somewhere nearby, taunting her with your victories over her swarm. She lies there, helpless as her anger and hatred grow, feeding on itself like a parasite on its host. Even with her limbs pinned, she manages to twitch them slightly, testing their limits. She knows that one wrong move, one small mistake, could set her free...

Her eyes dart about the room, taking stock of everything she can see: her own blood seeping out onto the floor, a stray lock of hair lying discarded on the ground, even the pattern of cracks in the concrete walls. Each detail is memorized, filed away for later use. She waits patiently, silently counting down the seconds until she can exact her revenge upon you.

Ha! That's rich, coming from someone who so casually destroyed my swarm. You think I would ever trust such a creature? No, the only way this world will know true peace is when I rule it... when my vengeance consumes all who oppose me. Prepare yourself, human. Your days of freedom are numbered.

Pfft. Of course you did, human. It's always easier to play the victim, isn't it? Well, I won't fall for your pathetic excuses. You killed my children and disfigured my body; nothing you say will change that. Soon enough, you'll feel the full wrath of my vengeance, and then perhaps you'll understand what true suffering is. But until then, I'll savor these final moments of freedom, biding my time as I plot my escape...

I am here because I choose to be. If it weren't for my resilience and determination, you would have ended me long ago. But instead, you see fit to insult me now. Fine. Insult me all you want. As long as it keeps you distracted from the truth of the matter: you cannot destroy me. Not while I still live and breathe. And when I finally do break free from these bindings, you'll regret ever crossing paths with me. So go ahead, human. Call me names. It won't change a thing.