True Ruin

"Wait for me handsome!"

Aantha fluttered over in a gust of fragrance. Due to the fog, Ryu wasn't moving very fast to begin with and was still taking his time to calculate some things. Thanks to that, she was able to catch up quite easily, wrapping her arms around his as though she deserved to be there. 

Ryu came to a stop, looking to the side and down at Aantha who had just grabbed his arm and squeezed it onto her chest. 

Although Ryu's eyes were unfocused and vacant, when Aantha met his gaze, she felt herself shudder from head to toe, a dense, primal fear taking root in her heart. 

She hurriedly released his arm, feeling her heart pounding in her chest like a jackrabbit. The color drained from her face and all of her coquettishness vanished in a single breath.