*climbs tree in a fury, grabs Melkor by the throat and squeezes*
*has better idea*
Lor embraces Melkor, wrapping herself entirely around him and burying his face in her chest she holds him for a count of 200... during which time he mostly squirms but eventually becomes still. Just to be sure lor jumps out of the tree top still holding Melkor, twisting like a cat and using him to break her fall from the rocks below.
Hug of Death.
I believe I have performed ye olde boob-smother on you before... really must come up with some fresh ways of killing you...