[Elda isn't kept in place for long. Sakura's dead-eyed glance is soon followed with her stumbling off again, farther down the street, as if whatever trick she used on the older woman can only be used at close range.
Occasionally she will glance over her shoulder, but then -- nothing. Just her shuffling forward like she's been possessed.]
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Occasionally she will glance over her shoulder, but then -- nothing. Just her shuffling forward like she's been possessed.]