Panel 1: "Oh god... what did you do to me? What did I do those Nyans!?" Madame pleads, trapped. Roseseed, irate, replies. "Don't worry, they are no longer your concern. You'll never leave this room, Madame. Pray your last."

Panel 2: Roseseed's eyes widen, and he says something a little quieter. "Wait... the aura! ...could it be...?"

Panel 3: Roseseed continues to talk, smiling wide now. "Ah-ha-ha! I found you! Hiding so close to me... how cute." Madame looks at him, afraid and confused.

Panel 4: Roseseed floats backward, letting Madame move away from the wall- she is floating now too. He curls his claws toward her abdomen, a blue light shimmering around his paws and to Madame's mid-section.  "Madame, you might still be of use to me yet!" Roseseed smirks. Madame, looking down at herself in confusion, murmurs, "What are you doing? What...?"