String

Panel 1:
Down the street, the mob is hunkering and scattering from the twirling threat. Si has her violin out to project a shield over them.

SI: Look out!

Panel 2:
Same view. The mast snaps in two against the shield. Si twists round, black affronted.

SI: Ya killed Sven!

SI: He woz helping me through some stuff and ya killed ‘im!

SI: All he wanted ta do woz see the world!

Panel 3 (inset):
Si’s eyes narrow. She’s noticed something.

SI: Wait…

Panel 4 (wide):
Surrounding Maleko are four ghostly vestiges, indistinct shapes. Maleko is starting to look a little alarmed.

SI (off-panel): It ain’t you…

SI (off-panel): There’s sumfing around ya-!

Panel 5:
One of the vestiges has rushed forward and grabbed Si by the throat, lofting her off the ground.

SI: Hghurk!

Panel 6:
Over the ghost’s shoulder, we finally see Maleko’s desperate eyes. Things have gone too far for him.

MALEKO: Mordecai, no!

SHAW: *indecipherable*

MALEKO: She’s not your enemy anymore! She’s just a kid!