In that instant, the blue butterfly shifted into the form of a girl in a dress, Bernkastel. Her magic instantly stopped all attacks from harming her. "All of you...pathetic," Bernkastel sighed, that emotionless gaze was almost haunting.
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"Oh...it could be the witch responsible for the murders..." Erika seemed like she had gone a little silent, as if her enthusiasm was crushed down.

Niv gritted his teeth in frustration, he didn't want to play around with this girl any longer. Swift, he takes out a katana and holds it next to the "detective's" neck. "How would you assume that so quickly? It's completely possible that you're just an accomplice to the murderer, the culprit," Niv growled under his breath, his piercing glare staring daggers to the "detective."