[b]Cynthia Lee[/b]

Cynthia didn't really understand what had happened. One moment, she had been in front of the horrible man threatening to eat her(which was at once scary and kind of a weird threat. She thought that sort of thing was a joke, not anything real adults said... maybe it was because he was a Puppet?) and the next moment she was behind him, as he clawed into a shield. The man let out a cry of rage and pain as the strange figures cut into him, and then the Doll's hand suddenly drove inside his body. There was a spray of mist, even as the rest of his wounds knitted themselves back together, and light shimmering around the Doll's wrist. The man struggled, but as her grip found the Puppeteer he went still.

The mist drew back inside the man's body as he lost consciousness, and from him was drawn a strange creature. It appeared to be made of crystal, with vapors pouring from its body and log, clawed hands, full of sharp angles.

"Grr... D-Doll..." the spire that was the Puppeteer's head swung open to reveal rows of crystal teeth.