What if she goes over and twists his head completely around?

… It's quite difficult to do, but then he's gone.

Finally. Alone again at last, o blissful solitude...

Quite quiet, here in the forest.

… Or maybe not? There's some sort of low-pitched vibrating noise.

It never ends, does it.

Did she expect a reprieve after killing someone? It doesn't sound like the low-pitched vibrating noise cares much.

Is it coming from any particular direction?

… Vaguely probably city-wards?

Great.

She salvages what she can from her pants and then begins moving in a not-that-way direction.

The fire didn't actually do much damage to her pants so she can get them back with just a small hole and bit of charring, and then through the forest there is: more forest.

The noise gets louder.

She walks faster.

The noise continues to get louder. And develops some specifics now that it's more audible, sounding somewhat like– vague sloshing.

Of course.

Walking is more like running, now.

And then she runs into a clearing, containing one small creature.

It appears to be a translucent bunny. One made of water.

The sloshing noise abruptly stops.

Just one?

...Something here doesn't fit.

… Is that a lake out of the corner of her eye? Was that there just a moment ago?

Yep, time to move again.

She attempts to edge out of the clearing in a non-bunny, non-lake direction.

Splash.

She sure didn't mean to walk into the lake, did she? Apparently it happened anyway. Weird how fast lakes are at moving, isn't it?

She snarls, and backs up.

Then checks behind herself.

Another bunny.

Her saber flicks out to vaporize it.

It vaporizes!

Then she feels a bit of danger. It would appear something is going to bite her hand.

She yanks it back out of reach.

And a waterbunny lands the other side of her, apparently going in the right trajectory that it would have bitten her hand.

How many of these damn things are there?