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[color=firebrick][b]"A true villainess never gloats until her plans are already in motion, after all."[/b][/color][/center]

Evil Eye tried to warn the Shuukos, but she hadn't stuck around to force them to follow. Her grip on their shoulders was light; she never meant to pull them along. She was never meant to fight in the front, either; her line was elsewhere. Instead, she flew directly to Acid Drop. [color=firebrick][b]"Tsubomi,"[/b][/color] she addressed Zassou, her voice hushed but urgent. There was no time to think about the new nickname. [color=firebrick][b]"Heartbreak. The whole room. She can use their emotions to summon a giga miseria—can you stop it? I think she's manipulating them somehow."[/b][/color]

She had imagined such a scheme herself once before—how could she not, when her own magic allowed her to do such manipulation? The Club, especially Nyxia, had been so immediately against the idea of summoning one in Hibusa that she'd never discussed it with anyone but Shuuko—never got much further than giving it a name—but now she was seeing the opportunity right in front of her even as Black Gate openly claimed she could probably do it. If she truly was the one behind all of the strangeness of the day, it followed that she had some means of manipulating either the emotions of others or reality to exploit them. Well, two could play that game.

[color=firebrick][b]"I fucked up."[/b][/color] Tears ran down her cheeks and dribbled into the mass of tar-like blackness in her hand, but there was no remorse to be found in her voice. Her tone was even and livid. [color=firebrick][b]"I kept her servants out of our Club room, but it never mattered. I didn't even think of her targeting the rest of the school."[/b][/color] After all, why would she think anything of them? It wasn't like they could really know or relate to her at all. Even if they tried, they couldn't be her "fellow" [i]anything.[/i]