She looked up. "Angel of Darkness!!!!!!" She shrieked. She then sort of growled, "Oh no, I am NOT letting them hurt me or my family again!" She whistled and forms of vines turned around her. "Get it, now," She commanded the vines. It sucked the life almost out of it and pulled it down right next to her. She said, "Well, well, we meet again." She smirked, and then said, "Bunny, do not look, please." She unsheathed very skinny, but long, knives out of where her finger nails should be. She pressed it on its neck and sliced it down slowly, so it didn't feel a thing, killing it. Then, she sheathed them and the dark angel turned into black smoke, the signal of death. "You may look now, Buns."