As Phaedra spreads her arms and smiles boastfully at the male half of Cheth, the female half approaches her from behind.

Phaedra: Face the facts, Cheth: YOU NEED ME!

Suddenly, a pair of clenched hands appear at both sides of Phaedra's head, and she stops - completely still and silent. She knows... at this moment... she has majorly messed up.

With an upward swing of her hands and a flourish of her red cape, the female half summons four skeletal arms to Phaedra's sides, restraining the princess on her arms and legs with tightly-wound red strings. Phaedra drops her sword, terrified and restrained, as the other ghost looks down on her from behind, stern-faced.

Outside, Pavel watches, absolutely shocked.