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The thug hyperventilated, gripping instinctively the steering wheel in a desperate attempt to calm himself down.
In vain. How could you calm down, when a giant monster held you in its grip and made it extremely clear it wanted you dead?
So he stewed in his terror, awaiting what would come next.
Wordlessly, the blob kept walking towards the east, crossing through countries, kept growing taller, bigger and stronger, covering countries in its shadow, piercing through the clouds...
And with more size, came a bigger stride.
It took only a few minutes for the titan to reach its destination.
The robber gaped in shock as he saw where they were now.
"So that's mount Everest?" commented the blob. "I'd say it's not that impressive, but that'd be unfair."
Indeed. It was now at least three times taller than the tallest mountain of the world, overbulging with "muscles" that not even the most extreme fetish artist could imagine, huge and powerful beyond anything (except for this werewolf and this deep one who routinely outgrew the planet)...
And it was still growing.
The gargantuan colossus raised the more-than-microscopical-for-him-car (and yet it could see it), and its sadistic smirk grew wider.
"Hope you'll enjoy freezing to death, jackass. I know I will."
And it dropped the car on the top of Everest, like a twisted ice cream topper.
At the second the car left the grip of these humongous gooey fingers, the thug felt the violent, cruel bite of the extreme cold of this altitude.
He also felt the violent shock of the landing.
And the realization that he was going to die slowly and painfully.
And the stare of the monster savoring his predicament.
Under all this, his terror finally became unbearable.
And he passed into blissful unconsciousness.

Art by  buckdasystem
Color by  yoshils
Original here: https://twitter.com/Yoshils/status/.....46579043098624
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