[center][color=plum][h3]Niflheim Sokolov[/h3]
[b]The Violet Reaper[/b]
[i]Location: Headquarters 
Interactions: [@FallenTrinity] [/i][/color][/center]

Niflheim felt as if she were going insane from the moral battle that was going on inside of her, making her stomach lurch. The director was mad, that was clear enough. But she still swore loyalty to the Hero Academy, and disobeying him was disobeying the Academy. What if this didn't work? She would have hurt for nothing.

But if it did work, she would have the power. She could truly make a difference, and rid this place of evil once and for all! She would be a true hero, really worth something.

Niflheim still believed Sinnister was hiding something quite important from her, not giving her the full story. But she would keep an eye on him, in case anything went wrong. He could help her succeed in this wild plan, if he wasn't completely to be trusted.

The evil glint in his eye sent a shudder down the woman's spine. Maybe she should reconsider? She could step away now with clean hands.....

And still be under that pest Mrs. Pickles, where she doesn't belong.

The Violet Reaper bit her lip hesitantly, eyeing the man up once more, before holding out her hand to him. She stood, shaking it firmly. A soft smirk met her mouth as she whispered.[color=plum]"That's director, to you."[/color]