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[color=778899]“Ah,”[/color] Amaryllis dipped her head slightly, acknowledging her mistake, [color=778899]“Please accept my apologies for the improper conduct then, Maiden of Mystic Darkness. Abandoned and wall-less as it is, I found it difficult to ascertain where exactly your territory began. Perhaps placing a chauffeur in front would be preferable next time, so no others make the same mistake I do. A dark miasma is no deterrent for any ordinary magical girl, after all.”[/color]

A portal of darkness, and the name ‘Lord Soth’. Though the former was more concerning than her than the latter, it was her sword that sliced thinly into her back at those words. A sign of danger, first for the monster that served as this white-haired girl’s patron, and second for the predators that lurked within the shadows, intangible threats now concrete presences. The coming night truly was her optimal condition, wasn’t it? 

[color=778899]“To being with allow me to introduce myself. I am the Knight of Rose, Amaryllis Evenings, the Silverlight Amongst Rusted Roses.”[/color] As if to make a point of that, she raised a hand, the red petals of an artificial flower blooming in her palm before disintegrating into dust. [color=778899]“You were there, weren’t you, on that scarlet morning when a magical girl summoned that swarm of ghosts upon saints and sinners alike? What I’m here to ask then, is whether or not you caught a glimpse of the perpetrator of that tragedy, and if you’re willing to divulge that knowledge with me.”[/color]
[@Crusader Lord][@Rune_Alchemist]