“Ya sure are a cocky bastard! Did ya think I didn’t have any other spells?!” Sarah shouted furiously, as her clothing went into its active state. Her veil transformed into an obsidian skull, there were six shadowy tendrils wriggling around behind her head, and every speck of blue or purple had turned black. Continue reading →

Ironically, even though Toraka had decided to give up any thoughts of revenge, her father wasn’t quite so rational. Perhaps it was coincidence, though it was more likely the actions of mischievous Goddess. Continue reading →