She makes a mistake…

The beast now satisfied, takes its thumb and brings it to Garris’s forehead. After a minute of this she takes it off and gives Garris a confused look, clearly filled with dissatisfaction. Garris looks at her with an idea of what she tried to do, “ the bitch tried to mark me” he thought, making himself all the more angry. The locust tried again, and again until it came to the conclusion that Garris had a soul, meaning she was powerless to mark him. She screamed, then took off into the night, still dripping fluids from her rear. Garris gathered his things and took off after the locust, and grabbed his knife on his way out.