Tamara
*Makimi stepped through the now ruined door, her sword drawn and a murderous look in her eyes.* "I do not know who you think you are, but do not even think about hurting this man! Your reign of terror ends now, by my own hand!"
Clara
*The demon looked toward her and chuckled.*
"Hurt him? I would never, unlike the rest of you. Haven't you done enough? You should've just been another victim yet here you are still alive. No matter, we will correct that. Come my Ghost, let's do this together."
*It went back into The Ghost as shadows engulfed him. Almost like a puppet on string the Ghost picked up his knife once more and slowly walked toward Makimi.*
Tamara
*As much as it pained her, Makimi knew that she would have to fight her way through this; no amount of seductive smiles would save her from the monster controlling this man. She ran straight up to him and attempted to leap on top of him, her sword at the ready.*