Jade didn't reply. The answer would become clear soon enough. For some reason, the replica had let go and him coughing on the snow. Then she had walked away, disappearing into the dark night. He would only learn much, much later how many people she would slaughter before she was finally caught--

She wasn't letting go.

The realization dawned slowly, followed by cold dread. His child self was gagging, struggling helplessly against the grip around his throat, while the replica watched him without blinking. Then, without a warning, she turned to look straight at adult Jade.

Jade's spear appeared in his hand in a flash of light. "Yuna. I'm sorry, but I must ask you to leave."