Persephone realizes this wasn't just anyone, it was Madoka. And--oof. A whole new set of vines appear and pull him flat to the ground. A knife on his person is soon yanked away and swallowed in thorns. Dipping down close to the ground, she stands on his back and glares down at him.

"Don't get up."

She steps over to Madoka, holding out her hands. There's only one thing more powerful than fear for herself and that's fear for someone else.

"Are you okay?"