She saw him. He was not far away nor was he as untouchable, undefeatable as before. His time has come.
With each step she came closer and closer. He will not escape her now.
He was on his knees before the mortal child, hissing at her with his dead voice,
"No man can kill me!"
So close, now. She stood behind him.
"I am no man!" The child cried. She raised her sword.
She will have him now.
The child gave out a cry and thrust the sword in the wraith's unfathomable face.
Her dark cloak surrounded him as he gave a terrible screech. Her cold hands grasped his dead shoulder tightly, he will never escape.
He was hers.
She ripped away his armor and his cloak.
She threw his Ring to the ground and whispered in her hollow voice,
"There's no escape. There will be no mercy for you now. You are mine!"
She kissed him, brutally with her cold red lips.
Suddenly she leapt into the air and flipped backwards to the earth, through the sodden earth.
Down, down, down through bowels of the earth. Through the gates of Hell.
And he screeched and squirmed and struggled to free himself but she only tightened her grip.
He screamed in torment but no one heard him but the Angel of Death.