She's finally made her way into a new layer, but what the protagonist sees is a blazing subterranean inferno stretching out before her eyes! The spider webs that have been her bread and butter catch fire, and she can't survive a conflict with monsters that can swim in magma just yet. She decides to come back later, after achieving her next evolution.
Sorry to let so much of you 
go to waste, Mr. Seahorse.
آسفة لأنّني أهدرتُك يا سيّد فرس البحر
Entschuldige, dass ich dich
nicht auffressen konnte, Seepferdchen,
Siento no poder comerte, caballito…
Siento no poder comerte, caballito…
Navrée, l’hippocampe,
pas le temps de te manger.
scusa se non ti mangio tutto,
signor cavalluccio marino.
Desculpe por desperdiçá-lo,
senhor cavalo-marinho...
Прости, что не доела, Морской конёк...