[Her reflection is glaring, but blood trickles down her mouth and there's an obvious bruise on her cheek. Her pretty white dress is covered in blood, dirty, and possibly a number of things.
She wants to kill him. She wants him so dead. But she can't touch him and he steps away from her only to turn around and reach for something out of sight. Her relfection's eyes widen, an expression she may not recognize on her own face just as something large comes barreling out of the mirror right at her.
If she doesn't dodge, she's find herself with a armful of bloodied blond hair with Jasdero's head attached.]