"Visca loves destruction!"
The loli with cat-like eyes carried a dangerously excited expression on her face as she gazed far into the skyline of the city that appeared somewhat blurry to the human eye, then she gently licked her lips.
At the same moment as the little girl's words dropped, unrestrained spatial energy began to surge wildly around us. Visca's body was gradually covered by the crackling sparks of electricity, and after a severe burn of black flames, the little girl's beautiful dress had transformed into a black cloak adorned with blood-red trimming.
Black cloaks, oh black cloaks, what a regretful existence you are to me!
