She is ready to devour Peter using her wide-open mouth and long, sharp teeth. He is unaware of his peril as he only thought about feeling her lips again. That is when he heard a faint screech from her that he found unusual so he opened his eyes. He realized she is not the woman he loves but a monstrous mermaid. As he sobered up, all he could see from its face is just a face of a sharp-toothed fish. His realization was too late because he has nowhere to go from its clutches.
It all happened in less than a second that as he struggled from its clutches, a thick wood got shattered as it hit its head. It screeches its way to the ground and that is where Peter saw—the woman of his life. Her tired and frowning face was full of dirt and scars. Her dark hair is unmanaged and her clothes are rugged
