Dr. Long stared over at the mamodo criss-crossing her legs on his bed, her eyes shut as she seemed to be meditating. After a couple of seconds, they snapped open and she felt an undeniable pulse in her chest and ears. Even in the tiny horns her head was growing. "What's wrong?" He asked, setting his lighter on his desk. Liesl did not reply for a long amount of time. That power she sensed.. There was no mistaking it. [i]Kali[/i]. A famed, powerful psychopath in the mamodo world. She had never talked with her directly nor indirectly, and she was sure she had never even made eye contact--a wise decision--but that power and fame was doubtless. 

And another power.. one she wasn't so sure of, and one that was not subtle enough for her to remember. But it was dark, very dark, maybe even darker than the whole concept of the mamodo battle. She bit the inside of her cheek. "It has begun." She stood, holding her book tightly to her beating chest. "We must constantly be on our toes." But, as she sensed it, something had.. ceased.