Haunted Wood big ones, small ones

The woman does not budge when she crawls forward, asking for help, and before she’s given an answer, Siobhan realizes her mistake. The connection the other may have with her antagonist is lost upon her but her even, unaffected no chills her to the bone. Her eyes drain and shock appears upon her features, picking one of her front feet up to try and weasel back. She has to get away from this woman, too, and she hopes it is nothing more than an unwillingness to help. Siobhan opens her mouth to try again but the ground rattles beneath her and a poison instantly courses through her veins.
 
Her eyes widened as Vengeance nearly appeared from thin air, forgetting temporarily the woman she’d begged help from. She tries to turn and run but she does not get far. A full spin points her in the opposite direction the moment he comes crashing down, causing a flare of pain in her already injured shoulder. She cries out in surprise, crushed beneath his weight that only further inhibited her ability to breath. Siobhan groans, unable to untangle her legs from beneath him, and shrinks into the ground beneath the hellbeast.