Mela: NO! YOU DON'T-GO!
The thumping gets closer, crashes resonating through the forest. Mela turns her head
Mela: Shit-she's here-I have to go-
She puts a hand on Toru's cheek and murmurs softly under her breath
Mela: 彼を守れ。
Mela: There...in case you get any stupid ideas. Now GO. please...
She sprints back into the woods
Mela's standing in front of the woman, bruised and battered, hands clenched into fists. Except...it's not the woman anymore, not really-her face is twisted up, no longer beautiful in it's anger, and her body is that of a spider, 8 legs reaching out and sinking into the grass. They glare at each other, breathing heavily
Mela: ENOUGH Joro! He's gone-it's not worth fighting over anymore-
???: He'll come back...your victims ALWAYS come back to you...
Mela: You don't need him!
???: But I WANT him...
