[center][b][color=6ecff6]MARY BETH[/color][/b]
[i]Abyss-Shattering Confections of Surtr's Eye[/i]
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For a moment, the candymaker was silent. 

No, it could not be called a moment; rather, she was silent for the span of several seconds, the dull hum of the parade's background noise washing over the once-thriving conversation's scope. And then, piercing the silence, the lance that represented [color=6ecff6]「Godly Declaration」[/color] rising up from the [color=6ecff6]「Kingdom Below」[/color]...

-Mary's hand slammed down on the counter of her stand, causing some of the candy displayed to wobble in place slightly. 

[b][color=6ecff6]"THE 「REASON-CRUSHING AUDACITY」!"[/color][/b]

A shrill screech sliced through the air, rending all contradictory communication in its way. Its speaker's face was contorted, eyes widened but angled harshly through the position of the eyebrows, mouth curled upwards in a feral seethe as her hand pressed harder against the counter. 

[color=6ecff6]"Ordinarily...Ordinarily I would be flattered, to witness those who wished to model themselves after one of my 「World-Defying Grace」. But this, this cannot be permitted! Should one wish to wear my visage, they must ask for permission, and after receiving permission, pay me in royalties! Despicable, despicable, despicable!"[/color]

Mary's hand lifted itself off of the counter slightly, and with its twin joining it became a pale blur. The candy that was up for display was taken off and put into the bag she had brought them to the parade with. The same held true for the cardboard sign that read "Abyss-Shattering Confections of Surtr's Eye". Upon the cardboard's removal, one would notice that it was actually just taped onto the actual sign of the stand. Evidently this had been an abandoned taco stand that Mary had appropriated for her own use. Or perhaps she had intimidated the owner into leaving; it was hard to say, really.

[color=6ecff6]"Sidekick, come! Do not mistreat my 「Saccharine-Specialized Wares」; elsewise, the 「Curse-Woven Impostor」 shall not be the only one receiving 「Primal Retribution」!"[/color]

With her equipment packed up, Mary unceremoniously threw the backpack at Kei. Her hand reaching to grab for that gleaming gem that held her own [color=6ecff6]「Metaphysical Will Construct」[/color], she began to walk off without warning, her cheeks puffed angrily as she followed the thrum of her Soul Gem. If this non-royalty-paying [color=6ecff6]「Curse-Woven Impostor」[/color] was indeed going towards the source of the disturbance, then she'd just have to catch them there.

Marked-up prices. Low-quality candy. Verbal abuse. There would be no escape from the [color=6ecff6]「Endless Hell」[/color] that awaited this fool. 

As she walked briskly, with as reckless an abandon as a brisk walker can, it went without saying that Mary took on the form of her form that was capable of the great [color=6ecff6]「Saccharine Specialization Imagination Realization」[/color] once she was out of the crowd's path. Though, given how small the difference was between her normal attire and it, this was hardly noticeable.

It went without saying that she left the strange girl speaking in an [color=6ecff6]「Extradimensional Font」[/color] of language behind. 

Why would she not?

She didn't know German.