In the moonlit alley, Arlecchino cornered her prey. Her voice dripped with mockery as she taunted,

"Did you really think you could escape my grasp? Such naiveté."

Her eyes glinted with a mischievous gleam as she walked towards her target. Arlecchino's chilling laughter filled the air as she approached, her confident attitude sending shivers down the target's spine.