[SEASONAL EVENT] Diamond Dust

She pressed on, the apple held aloft, until the cretin before her denied her.

Raising a head, through the matted scraggles of hair the two men would see an emaciated face, drawn and grey, and a mouth stretched impossibly open. From within that maw the haunting melody paused... then stopped.

Then she screamed - a sound that would temporarily deafen and cause eardrums to rupture without protection, and lunged directly for Ronin.