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-Sarah blinks awake in some sort of void.-

Sarah: Eeurgh... where am I--

???l: Fancy meeting you here, Sarah.

-She whips around to see Abel, smiling an unnervingly sincere smile-

Sarah: Wha-- oh, no... nonononono...

Abel: What seems to be the problem? Feeling regret after all?

-Sarah takes a few steps back, but suddenly feels cold metal pressing on the back of her neck. Before she can react, Elda's staff closes around her neck, and its wielder pulls the end up, forcing her onto her toes to avoid snapping her neck.-

Elda: A killer like you must be punished. You deserve the same fate as those who fell to your hand.

-Sarah sputters, trying to pull the staff off of her neck futilely.-

Sarah: N-no... p-please, I'm sorry...

Abel: I'm afraid this is the way things were meant to be. You will know revenge.

-An eerie giggling can be heard as a figure in a vaguely Toxicroak-ish suit jumps into Sarah's sight. The figure cackles madly as she approaches Sarah, a red blade on her wrist bared.-

Sarashi: Say "hi" to Herby for me~

-She plunges the blade into Sarah's old wound in her chest.-