There was a tearing as the front of her dress ripped, the creature picking her up off the ground with those glittering green eyes, hypnotizing in a way. She knew what was going to happen, she knew she was going to be killed again. But she struggled in his grip, gaze drawn towards the vicious fangs that peeked from his curled back lips.
This couldn't happen.
This just couldn't.
Large, slanted eyes, blank and staring, like those that belong to dolls and she was grasping at his wrist, trying to push him away.
Her sister, her sister, where was her sister!?
And the problem was -- she pitied him as well. This hunter who only wanted satisfaction Axel, was this Axel!? And he would receive none from her.