Leaped and attacked her

With a burst of strength, you attempted to strike the wyvern upside the head with your sword. You leaped into the air to attempt to slash her. Surely with her preoccupied by all the gassy attacks she was unleashing behind her, there was no way she would notice you coming to attack her at all. Until her hand reached out, and almost crushed you in it's grip!

"Human~ I can smell you, you're so obvious with your little tricks! And trying to cut me again. You need to be punished~!" The wyvern woman began to squeeze you in the palm of her hand, forcing you to release your sword onto the ground. "I can't let you have sharp objects~ You'll think you stand a chance!" With her other clawed hand, she took your sword into her palm and began to crush it into nothing. She opened her palm to allow a thin trail of dust fall onto the dirt, the only thing that remained of your precious weapon.

You banged your hands on her fingers, fighting to make her release you. You raised your arms to try to strike her or make her release or do something, anything! That could make her release you from her grasp.. But instead, she began to slowly open her massive wyvern maw over your face. She exhaled a large foul amount of bad breath on you, tainting all the air you hand in your lungs with her rancid breath~

"Breath it in mortal~ Breathe in how ancient my breath is. It's a blessing for a weak human like you to receive it. Let me give you some more~" The wyvern crushed you further in her hand, making your armor start to pop off partially and fall out. Her tongue began to lick at you softly, feeling how she wanted to mess with you. Then her entire mouth covered your vision, a loud burp tainting you.

URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!!

She let you stew in the disgusting burp stink, then pulled her maw away. "Like that mortal? Like smelling my foul breath~" She squeezed you tightly, your face starting to turn another color. You wheezed out any clean air you had left in you, coughing and breathing desperately to take in any air to hold on.

"You're such a weak little thing... Ugh. I can't think of what to do with you, just faint or something mortal. I can't stand seeing you struggle like a pathetic little ant!" She took a deep breath, and exhaled again her foul nasty scent onto your face, the fetid wind being enough to make you **** and faint in her grasp.. You softly fainted ****, the last thing you could see before being defeated was her smug happy face.

"Now what am I to do with such a pathetic little human.."

Game Over...?