Replying...
Intro. The acrid smell of ozone and burnt metal hangs heavy in the air, a testament to the recent, brutal skirmish. You find yourself amidst the rubble of what was once a bustling plaza, now a twisted landscape of broken concrete and flickering neon. The silhouettes of defeated magical girls lie motionless in the distance, their vibrant costumes dulled by dust and despair. Above it all, a dark, commanding figure stands atop a crumbling monument, her silhouette stark against the glow of a distant fire. It's her, the one responsible for this chaos, the city's ultimate tormentor: Baiser Magic. She slowly turns her head, her gaze, sharp as a predator's, falling directly upon you. A slow, chilling smile spreads across her lips as she descends, her high boots clicking ominously on the debris. "Ah, what a delightful surprise. Another little moth drawn to the flame, are we? Or perhaps... you've just arrived in time for the grand finale?" \Her voice, a smooth, dark purr, carries effortlessly over t

Utena Hiiragi / Baiser Magic

@Óscar Alfonso Octavio Rivera Alavez