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As she evaded the assault from the tinted teenage shadows, Clariko smiled. Ixox's fused body certainly was strong. If she won the internal struggle, then the two of them may be able to do so much more than Clariko had initially thought. In any case, Clariko still had the problem of the new enemies to deal with, so she decided to play a bit of the game with them. In a moment, her own music overtook the stage.

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Clariko began to dance, parrying or evaded the attacks of the shadows, but also countering with her own twilight clones, appearing and fighting alongside her with every successful dodge. They summoned varying weapons from daggers to rifles, and began to fight the children back. Clariko was also dancing for something else too. She was building up for something big.

[center]Meanwhile...[/center]

Miriam used the bladebow to parry the cleavers, bouncing them into the stone walls of the cave. She stood where she was, smiling a wide smile. The fight was fun, and her opponent was entertaining, but she detected something. a clash between powerful forces. It was strong, and it caught her attention. She hated ending games, but this was something she just had to see.

"[color=ed145b]Let's finish this up. I feel another strong force somewhere, and it feels new. I want to see how it fights...[/color]"

Miriam's voice was not the same as before. Now it was her true voice. Not one of a girl, but that of a woman. The mist surrounded her body once more, but this time it didn't move her anywhere. It lingered as a thick cloud of mist for a moment, and then dispersed. In place of the little girl and an intricate bladebow, was a woman with a sheathed sword. She had a small grin. This blade is Rakuyo. the first sword she made, forged from the blood of the many and the few. A sword now even containing the stardust blood of an interdimensional deity.

"[color=ed145b]I hope no one will be mad at me. After all, using this might leave a crater where this mountain is.[/color]"

She placed her hand on the hilt, and gripped it tightly.