'That's right...'
Yarnha's hands instinctively grabbed the Monster's wrist as she was choked by its hand.
'Focus on me... Focus... On me.'
The Monster tightened its grip around the Spirit's neck.
'Kill... Me. Kill me, and then-'
Suddenly, Yarnha was let go of.
Her knees hit the ground.
With her hands on her aching neck, she gasped for air.
The Monster stared at her from above, before looking away.
Was it about to leave?
"Now that you're like this..."
The words sent shivers down Yarnha's spine.
"I'm sure even Fire could take over the Forest."
Her body started shaking.
No.
Not the Forest.
Anything but that.
The Monster extended its right hand towards an area dense with trees.
And just when a Great Fire Ball was being formed in front of its palm,
Grab-
"Let go."
The shivering hands didn't do as told.
"Let go." The Monster repeated.
