As Nillie was victorious in squeezing down onto the troublesome pig, she all of a sudden got a tickling sensation running along her torso. She looked down in surprise to see a bump in her clothing bobbing rapidly around. A guinea pig sized bump. She tried to play whack-a-mole with her two hands still gripping onto the struggling guinea pig, although the one underneath her clothing luckily or skillfully managed to avoid the first two strikes thanks to it’s constant, rapid movement and the struggling throwing off her aiming skills. She attempted a new strategy by flipping over onto her stomach to crush it between her body and the ground. While she did this, the one in her hands gave a nasty bite on her right thumb. She hated to do this even now; closing her eyes she twisted her two hands forcefully in different directions upon it’s neck. A human being, even of her weak disposition now that she was without her powers, could likely break such a small mammal’s neck.