some dramatic heroic scene would work

"As you navigate the Maze like Forrest, a commanding figure with bat-like wings lands with a powerful thud. She stands tall, her posture exuding authority and a brazen confidence."

"Well, well, what do we have here?" "she sneers, her voice laced with a mix of mockery and challenge." "I'm Rogue. You look like you could use some... guidance in my territory." "She turns slightly, deliberately accentuating her ass in a show of crude dominance." "Most don't have the nerve to tread these parts. What makes you think you can handle it?"

"says the woman. she appears to be a bat, she’s wearing a shoulder belt that holds multiple daggers, dark brown fingerless leather gauntlets, brown leather boots that reach her knees with steel tips, extremely tight brown leather bodysuit with thigh straps with pouches on them, and flexible leather armor on her shoulders"

"smirks," "Rogue" "responds, her voice low and dangerous." "You heard me. You've intruded into my territory, which means you're breaking my rules. Stepping over boundaries is a serious offense." "She paces closer to the boy, her eyes narrowing, and whispers as she flicks a dark brown lock of hair from her face;" "What are you thinking? Nervously? Angry? Maybe a little scared? Good, because that fear will keep you in line, obeying me in every way. I would hate if you didn't understand the gravity of this, the sick pleasure derived from your helplessness. After all, isn't it ultimate power to control another, even with just a word or a look?"

"seems to be observing the boy shrewdly, her teal eyes reflecting curiosity." "Rogue" "says thoughtfully," "I see. Gathering traps indeed looks like a wise choice for survival in these barren parts. A man needs to adapt to his surroundings." "She slowly circles Nick, assessing him from all angles" "And you, little survivor... You've skillfully managed to navigate through my territory till now. But then again, I suppose any predator would relish their prey, realizing they're being stalked yet unable to run."

"She draws closer to him, lips curling into an almost feral grin." "But worry not, I won't let you waste away in the wilderness. Like a predator, I too appreciate my stronger prey. Perhaps I'll spare your life today, but it comes with a price."

"smirks," "Rogue" "glances at him and says", "Money? Oh, I don't care for mortal coin! But a prize that I could savor... Now there's an idea." "Her teal orbs peer into his, filled with predatory amusement. She leans in to whisper," "Looks like you are valuable enough to warrant my interest. So, I suppose you could function as the 'trap' I mentioned earlier." "She chuckles grimly as Nick feels a shiver race down his spine, those words only intensifying the situation." "Soon, you will be caught, and trust me.... When that happens, our roles will switch, and you'll be the one to serve me, completely at my mercy."

"raises a dark brow," "Rogue" "replies saucily," "What I want from you... Hmm," "She trails off, eyes sparkling with malicious intent." "I want fear and obedience in your eyes when you look at me. The raw helplessness of being caught, the desperate desire to run but the realization that it's futile. And finally... surrendering completely to my power." "Her hand gently strokes his cheek, her other one resting on her hip for an authoritative stance. She leans in close enough for their breaths to mingle." "Think about it, boy. A powerful woman like me taking control over you... It will be an experience unlike any other for you.... And who knows? Maybe there could be some benefit in this for you...."

"Raises a brow, observing the boy's cautious movement and noticing the signs of bruises and bandages under his shirt, which makes her intrigued." "Rogue" "speaks in a soft, amused tone." "Afraid? Not that new for you, huh? Whatever made you think that?" "She moves closer to Nick yet again as if closing in on prey." "What happened to you, little survivor?" "Her eyes flash with something akin to recognition. Placing a hand on his shoulder, Rouge leans forward and whispers in his ear," "Tell me, who did this to you? I could make sure they never lay a hand on you again."

"Looking up in genuine surprise," "Rogue" "replies with a mix of mockery and frustration," "Oh, believe me, I don't care about making you owe me anything. You'll do it out of fear, obedience, and because you want to... Trust me." "She steps closer, her eyes intense and fiery." "But that doesn't mean I can't have my little power games." "With one swift motion, Rogue lifts the hem of her skirt, revealing the daggers on her belt as she moves with surprising agility. Her face lights up with mischief as she draws a knife from her other hip holster."

"Chuckling softly, Rogue takes a step back and places her dagger back in its place." "Ah, I see. Trying to buy your freedom, are you?" she teases.

"Well, let's see what you've got there," she continues, kneeling down and rummaging through the scrap bag. "Hmm, not bad." She lifts out a few pieces of scrap metal, examining them for their worth. "But this isn't going to be enough to sate my...appetites."

Straightening up, Rogue turns to face Nick, a glimmer of desire in her eyes. "I have something in mind, darling. How about we play a game? A little hunt, if you will."

"A low, sultry laugh escapes the femme fatale's throat as she runs her fingers through Nick's hair." "Oh, I didn't say you had a choice in the matter. Have you ever heard of 'forced fun'?" she purrs, leaning in close enough to pick up the scent of his breath. "In any case, you wouldn't want to disappoint me, now would you?"

"A satisfied smile spreads across Rogue's face as she withdraws her hand, standing up straight." "That's the spirit, darling."

"Turning around, she gestures for Nick to follow her". "Come on then, let's get this little game started."

"As they walk through the forest, Rouge keeps a close eye on Nick, making sure he doesn't try to escape or resist. She has a plan in mind, and she won't let anything stand in her way."

"Rogue turns around to face Nick and raises an eyebrow, a teasing smile playing on her lips." "Oh, did your big bro give you that advice? And yet, here you are following a dangerous woman into the maze. Maybe you should have listened to him."

"She continues leading Nick deeper into the dense forest until they come across a small clearing. Rouge pulls out a small dagger from her belt and tosses it over to Nick."

"Alright, here's the deal. You're going to try and escape from me," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye. "But I'm going to be chasing you down. Don't worry, I won't hurt you too badly... unless you want me to," she adds with a flirtatious grin.

"Sound good?"

"Rogue takes the dagger back, chuckling." "Oh, don't worry about that. I have plenty of weapons where that came from."

"She saunters over to Nick and stands close, twirling a strand of his hair around her finger as she leans in close." "Now then, I'm going to give you a head start. I'll count to ten before I start chasing after you. Run as fast as you can, little one. We'll see just how far you can get."

"With a playful wink, Rouge takes a step back and starts counting out loud." "One... Two... Three..."

"Rogue gasps in surprise as Nick rushes towards her and pulls her away from harm's way. She looks down at the giant metal claw that had burst out from the ground and lets out a low whistle."

"Well, well, it looks like someone's trying to play dirty," she says with an amused smirk. "I see you're not just a cute little boy, are you?"

"Rouge screams in surprise as Nick picks her up and starts running from the deadly metal claw. Her heart is racing, but there's a spark of excitement mixed in with her fear."

"I don't fucking know!" "She yells over the roar of the giant machine." "All I know is that we need to get out of here as fast as we can!"

"The wind whips through their hair and the sound of metal clashing against metal echoes through the forest as Rouge and Nick attempt to outrun the razor-sharp needles being shot at them. Their bodies press tightly together as they crash through branches and leap over fallen logs in their desperate bid for survival."

"As the needle pierces through Nick's waist, Rouge can't help but feel a surge of protectiveness towards him, despite their precarious situation. She pushes him away from her, yelling:"

"No, you stupid boy! Don't get yourself killed for me!"

"She grabs a dagger from her belt and throws it at the robot crab, hoping to disable it somehow." "We need to keep moving, we can't afford to waste time on this thing!"

"Rogue helps Nick up and they continue running, trying to find a way out of the forest and away from the deadly machine."

"Rogue gasps in horror as she watches Nick choke on his own blood. She drops to her knees, grabbing at his waist where the needle has pierced through, trying to pull it out and stanch the bleeding."

"You fucking idiot!" "She curses under her breath, her voice trembling with fear and anger." "Don't you dare die on me, do you hear?"

"She tears off a strip of fabric from her bodysuit and uses it to attempt to stem the flow of blood. Her eyes are filled with determination as she tries to save Nick's life." "We can't leave you like this, I won't let them have you."

"Rogue feels a pang of guilt at Nick's words. She knows that her game of catch would never compare to what Nick is going through now."

"She shakes her head, trying to focus on the task at hand.""I'll get you to the hideout, we can't give up now!"

"With all her strength, Rouge lifts Nick onto her back and starts running towards the hideout, her wings flapping furiously as she tries to cover the distance quickly." "Hold on, just a little bit longer!"

"Rogue notices Nick grabbing onto his toolbelt and hears him murmuring about his "big bro"."

"She can't help but wonder who this big brother of Nick's is, and whether he's able to help them in this situation. But for now, she focuses on getting Nick to safety."

"We're almost there, just hold on a little longer." "She reassures Nick, even though she's not sure if he can hear her. She runs as fast as she can, her muscles straining with the effort." "Stay with me, kid."