The shadow of the room was a great hiding place as James fashioned a hood like an executioner over himself. Soon as Kinjo woke he stepped out, slowly approaching the fleeting figure. Holding a bloody butcher knife he walked with a jerk, following his captive all the way to the hall leading into the stair well. Each step down the flight of twelve he took was slow, careful as he went towards the running boy. Though as he got closer to Kinjo he lifted the bloody blade but something silvery and misty burst up from the floor, flying past the fleeting Kinjo and directly at the evil man. James paused in his pursuit as something shot at his face knocking him into a backwards stumble. There before him was a clearly broken armed female with a hole in her chest. Her body transparent as her eyes narrowed and she blocked his path spreading celestial vines of silvery hue as well as glowing mist, "Don't touch him with the knife!" She cried in an echoey voice before vanishing with her blockade, by then Kinjo was probably long gone. Before he could react he cried out in pain and dropped the knife, holding his hand where bite mark was visibly bleeding, hissing he left the hall, "Fucking bitch... Why did she come back... Not like they are here..." He then entered a room and began to tend to the bite.