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[center][h3][color=456097]Artoria, Master of the Maniacal Menagerie[/color][/h3][/center]

Artoria was absolutely staggered... This... This... [b]MAN[/b].. Had just pat her head. She reeled back. He was no cute animal girl, he wasn't even a cute girl like Hohenheim or Lucille.. [b]THIS TRAVESTY WOULD NOT STAND.[/b] Her blue eye twitched, as a shiver ran down her body.

Artoria completely lost her composure, her mouth opening, and not words of rage but a tidal wave of icy mist spreading forth, aimed to freeze both the Hell Knight and anything in a cone around him. She had been charging up an attack, in case Lucille had indeed wanted her to kill the Hell Knight, and now she used the power of the Leviathan regardless of Lucille's command or lack of there of in her rage. With the Hell Knight distracted by looking at the frog, his first sign of the attack would be when ice crashed over him. Yet, oddly, even if the attack did strike him, there would be no pain, and while entangled, blinded, and made a bit chilly by the ice, he would not seem to take any damage.

Fortunately for Artoria, the angle of the attack meant it wasn't aimed at either Frog or Lucille, so getting triple teamed for her lack of composure wasn't a 100% given.

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