Haunted Wood New Kid on the Block

@Vengeance may make an appearance at any time now. This spar will last three rounds, as agreed by @KaijuWolf and myself.

So she had been right all along. He had come to join the ranks of the damned. Tzila wasn't entirely opposed to it. Should the time ever come if too great a divide formed between some Nightwalkers and the others, she would use her cunning to persuade him onto her side.
Which shouldn't be too hard. They were of the same mind. At those four simple words, "survival of the fittest", she lifted her chin, a dark glint of knowing in her eye. "A rule of which I abided from the day I was born. And so will until my last." She declared with a lash of her tail, her voice like steel. Even here amongst the ranks of the Nightwalkers, Tzila put her own well-being first. 

Introduced as Ghidorah, she had ceased all movement for now, electing to listen to his flow of words in attentive silence. To which they were met with a simple "Precisely. The weak serve but one purpose; to fuel the strong. If the weak cannot help themselves...change...then they are a lost cause." One could learn strength, if they had the will. One could also just as easily be broken, if their spirit was frail. But would this man ever give the unfortunate such a chance at redemption? 

"You wish to join us." She stated. "Then, prove your mettle." Uncoiling from her idle stance, the Shadow mistress transformed into a different being entirely. Setting her defenses by shielding her throat and pinning back her ears, the wraith like woman turned in a well calculated lunge to meet him with surprising speed despite her size. Oh how she loved turning like this, flipping that switch to take her targets by surprise. Some it worked on, others did not elicit the reaction she hoped for. Still, it thrilled her. Sickle like teeth were brandished, coated in gooey translucent webbings. There was no hell spawned snarl from her vocal cords as she aimed for that tender spot behind the neck, just above his shoulder. Where if she grabbed him, twisting around to reach her would prove difficult. Her hold would be firm, the crushing pressure behind restrained jaws the only hint that she meant to test him and nothing more.