Haunted Wood pack your things up, honey

When the slimy male closed the gap once more, a vicious snarl formed. She wasn't afraid of him anymore. Her demeanor had changed dramatically ever since they arrived here. Short tempered and very moody. When Grim snapped at her face, she dodged, then stared him down with cold eyes.

 Lusa glanced over to the female, not helping but chuckling. "You're a fool if you think you can come in here and stay alive," she chuffed, "But if you insist on knowing, then follow me." She turned around, head low and always watching her back. If the two would follow, they were as good as dead. They were easily outnumbered here and there was nothing they could do about it. If they had some smarts, they would leave now, or pay the consequences.