The figure once known as Annette Burnside, a seemingly endless supply of ooze and blood pouring from her open wound in her side, looked in the direction of the fleeing Kendo.

"ComE b@ck hEre! i aM n0t f1niShed witH you! YoU wilL sUffEr the sAmE fAte as tHe other, more fortUnatE 1! EmBrace iT, eMBRACE IT!"