When Bula saw the spider bite Morka she grimaced heavily. The bolt flying through the spider and bring the man's attention to the brought a round of groans from the other three sisters. Seeing the man begin to flee Bula immediately stood. "Leshy you help Morka! Get that poison out of her! Pasho you come with me!"

Pasho and Bula took off through the brush ignoring thorny vines that tore across their skin or webs that wrapped around their limbs and bodies, the quarry was more important than comfort. Leshy on the other hand was dragging the blade of her axe in a set of gruesome Xs across the bite marks letting blood and poison pump from the wounds while Morka laid weakly.

With their weapons in hand Bula snorted loudly with each breath powerful muscles carrying her through the woods after the child killer. A branch came to block her path, but without missing a beat her axe swung cleaving the branch in twine and she continued on. The backside of the man could be seen in the distance for a moment before disappearing behind more trees. "Ya might as well stop now ya pink skinned bastard! Ya dead already, ya just don know it yet!"