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There's definitely things to do instead of crying or feeling victimized. You could calmly digest the nice advices people gave you 14 hours ago, for example.
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Seriously, pineapples are, like, miracle fruits. Pineapple jelly? Yum. Pineapple juice? Ooooh. Pineapple cake? Yesss. Pineapple cookie? Godly! Pineapple salad? Ambrosia. Pineapple pizza? The best pizza there is, fight me. Got nothing to do with pens though, so I wonder what that one Japanese guy was all about...

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Yun Hana


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Hana recognized the name. Ryuuko was, if nothing else, well-known for being the prodigal daughter of her family. "You've managed some impressive work of your own," she greeted her praise in kind. "Nothing wrong with being in a hurry, I'm in the same boat, though, I don't think anyone's in dire need of first aid, from what I can see from here. Maybe they'd already left.

"How do you like the evening's festivities so far? Certainly a little more than I was expecting, I'd say."

"You're too kind." Ryuuko smiled as she responded to Hana's return-praise. She then briefly turned her gaze back to where the shards had rained down from the chandelier. Indeed, no one there seemed like they are in need of aid, confirming Hana's words. "Hmm, that's true isn't it. Or perhaps nobody had been harmed in the first place. One can hope, haha." She nodded lightly before continuing, now putting her attention fully to her fellow Egoist.

"Oh it had been quite nice, really. The food and beverages on offer are both diverse and pleasing, and the general atmosphere had been very fine so far. Yes, I suppose it's been more than I was expecting as well, haha. Still, nourishment and fine music are just the side dressing. This night exceeded my expectation most of all because of the people that I've seen and met here. It's incredible, don't you think? So many people of significant renown and achievements from all over the world... Including you, Ms. Yun. Or should I say, especially ones like you." Ryuuko's smile widened as she paused briefly.

"And I did not say that merely as flattery. After all, what you did with your skills were not only highly remarkable but also bravely straying from the convention, at least to me. And well, I found people who are brave enough to break the limitation of norm, convention or tradition to be most admirable indeed." She made a friendly grin, a little bit of obvious excitement visible on her face. "After all, that was what I did myself. Breaking away from tradition, that is."

"I haven't tried the wine yet. The food is quite impressive, just from the selection. I've grazed a bit, mostly on things I didn't recognize." Hana didn't really have too much to add in terms of the party itself. Other than the incident with the lights, it was quite a lovely, if large, gathering. "As for my own skills, flattery will only get you so far. My homeland's had plenty of time to move toward breaks with tradition and enjoy the fruits of trade with the rest of the world."

"From what I understand, you really aren't a fan of tradition at all, Miss Higashiakemi. It's most of what I've heard about you, striking out to forge your own path, and disowning your family, and all that. That has to take quite a lot of conviction. Or a lot of spite." Hana shrugged. "Either works, really." By her tone of voice, there's no judgment in her words, just an honest assessment. "Anyway, it is interesting what one can accomplish when not shackled by tradition, isn't it?"

"Haha, you understand right, Ms. Yun! By now, I've had way too many disappointments with the notion of tradition. And well, it's both out of conviction and spite really. My family simply didn't see eye to eye with me." Ryuuko saw no reason to lie about that herself. She made her own casual shrug before continuing. "Anyway, indeed. It's definitely very interesting!" Ryuuko nodded rather enthusiastically. "After all, traditions should not be used as an excuse to shy away from beneficial changes and advancements. Why stick with harmful traditions that no longer fit the ever evolving world, right? If only the people of my birth country can understand that..." She sighed, briefly looking to the side while recalling the arguments and the annoying family dramas that she had to deal with back then before she left Japan for Germany. Then she made a short amused chuckle before lightly shaking her head and turning to look at Hana again.

"I have to say that I am a bit envious of your homeland, Ms. Hana. An Oriental country just like Japan and yet wise and smart enough to understand the benefits of opening up to the rest of the world... Korea is smart to welcome the life improving changes from the Occident." She clicked her tongue in an expression of annoyance. "The huge majority of my people are still stuck in the past. The war had been over for a long while now and yet still they see the Occident as enemies to keep away at bay. Meanwhile, other countries like yours had cleverly moved forward."

"Ah but I don't want to bore you with my woes and personal displeasure of my country." She giggled lightly, making an embarrassed smile. "I'd be more interested to hear about your opinion as a citizen of your country, Ms. Yun. I have not had the honor of having a first hand source in regards to understanding the situation within Korea after all. Only if you do not mind sharing your mind on the matter, of course." Ryuuko raised her left hand slightly, showing her palm and smiling amicably as a gesture meant to show that she do not intend to force the matter at all if Hana doesn't feel like it.

Hana paused to think for a moment. It was a reasonable question, she just wasn't sure how much of recent history to summarize. "Well, I'm not sure how much I can really say. A lot of the stuff started before I was born, anyway. But, mostly we're learning what we can and taking advantage of what trade and exchange of ideas can bring, after opening up from isolationism. I don't remember a time when Seoul didn't have electricity, but it's still a pretty recent development. I can't say government's changed that much, but it's not really something I need to pay close attention to."

Other than borrowing the fruit of Occidental industry, what did they really have? "I suppose we've had some cultural influence, too. Some fashions you'd see closer to those in Europe, that sort of thing. But not like we're completely consumed with mania for the Occident, either."

"Ha, I see." Ryuuko laughed lightly at the mention of electricity. Mostly because of how Japan, despite their so-called pride and apparent refusal to accept the innovations from the west, had eagerly taken to integrating electricity to its society. They couldn't even be honest about it. All the denials... She then sighed lightly, a light frown on her face. "In any case, it's a great thing indeed that Korea had been reasonably open minded. I mean, something like wearing Occidental fashion in Japan would earn a person sneers and stares of disgust. I know for sure from experience. Heh..."

Ryuuko then shrugged casually, and the frown on her face turned into a friendly smile. "Anyhow, thank you, Ms. Yun. It's always more interesting to hear directly about a country from someone native to it. Hmmm, actually. You mentioned earlier that you've only tried a bit of the dishes on offer so far. Well, me too actually, and I'm feeling like getting an actual proper dinner." She giggled politely at that before continuing to talk. "If you don't mind, I'd love to talk more with you over that dinner. May I have the honor? Of course, no pressure involved, haha."

"Dinner sounds good. I have been grazing, but sitting down at a table's better for discussion, anyway." Hana nods in the affirmative, and starts wandering toward the food once again. She browsed the dishes on offer, continuing to focus on things she didn't recognize. Though, this time for more substantial items. A bit of that beef roast, that sort of thing. Helpfully, she pointed out anything she knew was worth trying to Ryuuko. Although, she wouldn't comment on why, in most cases.

After she filled her own plate, Hana was quick to move on with "I'll go get us a table," by way of explanation. It might take a bit of searching to find her again, but she had managed to claim a small table off to the side. It was a quieter space, more dimly lit and perfect for more intimate conversation.

"Splendid!" Ryuuko grinned wide at Hana after the other girl's acceptance of her offer. "And agreed. It will be much better to speak over dinner indeed." Thus, as Hana started to wander towards finding food once more, Ryuuko followed her closely. She appreciated Hana pointing out the things she knew was worth trying, which delightfully for Ryuuko turned out to mostly be things she have yet to try out. Of course, she still took only things that fitted with her unusual teeth configuration. It would be awkward not to be able to properly eat something after she took it after all.

"Very well, thank you!" Ryuuko answered as Hana moved on to go find a table for both of them. "I'll look around just a little bit more and find you after." In the end, it only took her about a minute more before she fully filled her plate with things that caught her interest. "Hmm..." She then started looking around to find where Hana was sitting, before deciding that it would be easier to try asking people instead. A waiter that she called on happened to saw where Hana was sitting and helpfully pointed the location out to Ryuuko.

Thanking the waiter, Ryuuko quickly strode off according to the waiter's direction, promptly finding Hana soon after. "Ah, I see you've made a good choice with our table, Ms. Yun." She smiled casually at Hana as she put her plate on the table and took a seat. "Very conducive for a pleasant dinner and talk between us. In any case, I suppose we can just start... Let us dine." And so with one more nod towards Hana, Ryuuko set into tasting the first bite of her proper dinner.

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A tire. Out of all things possible, a tire. Oh are you freaking kidding me?? Rosaria internally groaned as she along with Thundercloud were pushed back towards a corner by the surprise tire. At least the villain had inadvertently acted as a shield and absorbed most of the impact of the tire. Together with Rosaria's partial corporeality, it made her pretty much barely harmed by the tire and the momentum. That'll teach me to rush ahead without taking stock of the situation first... She thought to herself, and then before she can really do anything else as she was still trying to get her bearing, Thundercloud kicked her away from himself out of reflex.

"Oof..." Rosaria let out as she were pushed away by the kick. She'd probably be a wreck at this point if now for her powers significantly reducing the effect of any physical impact. One side of her was grateful of her powers. But the other side promptly pointed out that she wouldn't be in this mess in the first place if she haven't gotten these powers. But no matter, there's no time for internal debate right now. Not with the villain now aware of her existence... And definitely not when the villain seemed like he's charging power for something big!

Okay, that looks really really bad... As fast as she can, Rosaria immediately put her mind to work. It didn't take a genius to know that anytime a super powered individual "charged up" their powers, it was basically prelude to something that will be really bad for their enemies. So Rosaria's course of action seemed very very clear. After all, there will be no point in any of this if she doesn't survive whatever big thing was coming from the villain. Not to mention that it will just not do to die when she was just getting started with this whole "being a hero" thing. As if she'll just give up and die when she had just obtained this chance to actually be someone that mattered...

Yes. She was very sure that she will have to run. Those who lived after all, will be able to went on and fight another day. There was no point in trying to be reckless and getting herself killed like a stereotypical overly eager newbie. And so Rosaria didn't even bother to wait around for Thundercloud to finish charging up. She immediately merged once more into the shadows and then moved as rapidly as she could within the shadows to go out of the building through the way she came in from, making sure to remain within the shadows while gaining as much distance away as possible.

As for the other "heroes"? Well one, Rosaria's power will be of no use in protecting them. She knew that she couldn't even take other people into the shadows with her. Two, they probably had their own ways of surviving and protecting themselves, what's with also being super powered individuals and such. And if they somehow unfortunately don't? Well... That's a shame, but Rosaria wasn't about to cry over the possible death of complete strangers that she knew practically nothing about.

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Well things just went from chaotic and bad to chaotic and very bad.

Rosaria sighed as she lied prone on the ground, both hands holding her head. Freaking luck shot... At least the pain from the fall got muted thanks to this form... She half complained as she slowly got up to a crouching posture. This always happened whenever she got forcefully thrown out of the shadows she were merged with, getting disoriented with severe vertigo for several seconds. The first time it happened was a stupid fiasco with that curtain in her apartment being blown by the wind and letting lights in and such... But at least thanks to that one this wasn't an entirely unexpected thing anymore. Still, she's going to have to work on this, though it's not like she had any idea on where to even start...

Rosaria had became visible thanks to all of this mess. To anyone that might look her way, they will find a half-transparent dark figure clad in black clothing crouched in one of the corners of the room. Of course, with her face in this form being that of a dark ghastly skull, they wouldn't be able to see that she was actually grimacing as she struggled with the vertigo. They can't be blamed either if they thought of her as some kind of a bogey man, or a villain, considering her appearance...

The few seconds passed slowly. For Rosaria, it felt way too long regardless of how short it actually was. And in these few seconds, she was blind and deaf to everything around her. She didn't notice the self-moving tire going for Thundercloud at a breakneck pace. She didn't notice Olivia's mental breakdown or the other heroes gathering and working together. Alright, I got this... I got this... She breathed deep in and out, the vertigo slowly fading away as her mind slowly gathered back its clarity. Then, she sighed one more time before standing back up, spectral eyes focused on one and one target only.

Then quickly and suddenly, she disappeared once more, merged into the shadows. Mere seconds later, she reappeared behind Thundercloud from within his own shadows. As the saying goes... Cut off the head of the snake! She thought to herself as her knife flashed, headed straight for the middle of Thundercloud's neck from behind. Whether it will work or not, she had no idea. One thing she did knew for sure however, was that she had no qualm about fatally wounding a villain or two if that's what it takes to stop them.
-Poof'ed-

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Well this had just became complicated. Annoyingly so. Rosaria thought to herself as she watched a rapid sequence of events happening ever since the man in the ski mask threw those exploding talismans thing at the potato-obliterating villain. Truly, this wasn't what she expected at all. And well, unexpected complications kind of doesn't work well for her. For one, her power is most effective when the element of surprise is maintained until the right time to strike showed itself. And well... explosions and dynamic entries are the exact opposite of maintaining the element of surprise.

Making matters even worse, the explosions from the ski masked man didn't seem to hurt Thundercloud much. As the smoke cleared, the villain was still standing; now looking annoyed at the disturbance and the destruction of his potato chips. One of the Storm Troopers then entered the area, mentioning something about the loading being done before then being dismissed and told to bring reinforcements with him by his boss.

Watching on, Rosaria had intended to deal with this henchman, to prevent him from bringing in reinforcement. But as she contemplated her move, a ding came from the elevator which then opened, revealing a tall man who proceeded to say "It's time for justice, and his name is MidKnight." ..... Umm. What? Ooooookay. So whoever this new addition was, he got a penchant for the... "dramatic". Rosaria internally sighed, it was really getting more and more crowded here.

“Hey Chinaman, I can do that too. Ching! Chong! Ping! Pong! Ding! Dong!” The racist remark from the villain brought Rosaria's attention back to him. Then the counterattack came as Thundercloud blasted these supposed heroes with bursts of electricity. See? This is why you don't go for frontal attacks... Rosaria thought to herself as she watched on. Fortunately for her, she had stayed here within the shadows on the ceilings in one of the corner of the room, far from the area of attack.

Then the woman hiding behind the pillar dived out of it. Then barriers showed up. Ski mask man protected that first woman. Dramatic tall man ran to whoever that was that just collapsed. Too many actors and actions to keep track of, even with her exceptional attention to details. This is chaos indeed. Not good at all.

Rosaria didn't like it one bit, but she had no choice in the matter did she? So she tried her best to take stock of the situation while remaining where she was, trying to see how to best make her move if at all. So obviously these individuals fighting Thundercloud and his goons were heroes. Who'd expected that so many had survived the virus? Was it wrong after all, what people said about the virus killing off every super powered individuals? Thundercloud's still alive after all, who's to say that others didn't survive as well? Or maybe these people just got her power too, just like Rosaria herself. Regardless, it proved that she wasn't the only one around with power that was willing enough to use it to try to stop Thundercloud.

... Maybe she should just go home? The thoughts crossed her mind for a bit. After all, they looked like they got the situation under control. Someone even managed to somehow made some of the goons fight their own allies, so the goon situation seemed to be under control for now. Maybe she should just attack Thundercloud then. With all these heroes out in the open, it will be unlikely for Thundercloud to be able to anticipate being stabbed in the back by a being who can freely merge with the shadows after all. He probably wouldn't even have the chance to realize what happened, so this sounded like the best possible move for now.

And then a truck, likely the one Thundercloud and his gang was using to load the wealth they're robbing, was suddenly heading straight on a collision course with Thundercloud. And it's unmanned. Un. Manned. Nobody there. Nada. It's a freaking self driving truck. What, was Rosaria not even the only one who can practically turn invisible?

Nah. Scratch that attack plan. Rosaria decided that she will continue watching for now as it was for the best. And well, alternatively...

... Going home is starting to sound like a very attractive idea now... She thought in her head as she sighed internally yet again.

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Ryuuko wandered around a bit after her meeting with Bang, browsing through some of the available delicacies being served in the hall. Whenever a fare took her fancy, she proceeded to sample just a small plate or bowl of it, finishing it quickly and returning the empty dish to a waiter before moving on to sample something else. Varied as these delicacies were, all the ones that Ryuuko took shared a few points of similarities: They all consisted of either small pieces of ingredients that can be swallowed without the need for chewing, or ingredients suitable enough to tear apart with her unique shark-like teeth. Definitely it would be a rather unusual scene if anyone were to observe the way in which Ryuuko consumed her food, as there were generally very little actual jaw movements being done; she mostly just keep the food on her tongue to taste it for a while before then swallowing them whole, with little to no chewing or biting involved.

It was in the middle of enjoying a small bowl of simple yet delightful crab bisque that she noticed something weird happening with one of the chandelier. It was some distance away from she were, not too close nor too far. The flashing lights, sticking out as they were, unsurprisingly took her attention towards it. It was still bright enough even at this distance to force Ryuuko to narrow her eyes to shield them from the glare. Yet before Ryuuko can think much more of it, the bright flashing disappeared as suddenly as they had appeared, but evidently not without leaving something in its brief and potent wake. Just a single one of the bulb shattered after the flashing had stopped, sending shards downward.

Quickly analyzing the small happening, Ryuuko thought to herself. Well, as weird as the circumstances are, that doesn't look like it's really of any particular concern but... Might as well take a look. And thus she decided to head over. She didn't really have anything other to do and her hunger had been somewhat sated for now, and who knows, unlikely as it might be the probability was still there that she might be able to find something interesting. She quickly finished the bowl of bisque, passing it over to a waiter before moving towards the direction of the aforementioned chandelier.

She moved at a good pace, perhaps a bit too quickly in fact considering the location and the number of people within it. It was typical of Ryuuko to be so focused on a single thing in mind at the expense of anything else. "Excuse me, coming through. Sorry." she muttered quickly as she moved pass people standing in the way or moving at a slower pace towards the same direction as she were. She even lightly, very lightly considering how strong she was compared to non-Egoists, pushed people from her path here and there as she moved.

"Pardon m- hmm?" She was about to push pass another individual, her left hand already lightly touching the person's right shoulder, when she noticed who the person was. A girl around her own age, some height shorter than she was, wearing the traditional clothing of Korea. In Ryuuko's mind, this was yet another lucky encounter. She recognized the girl well enough, this girl was yet another one of those fellow students that were on her list of significant individuals to watch out for after all. She quickly pulled her left hand back, smiling lightly as she looked at the girl while muttering an apology. "Oh dear! My apologies, miss. I was in a bit of a hurry to check things out after that impromptu light show." She giggled casually before resuming, her light smile turning into a wide toothy grin. "I hope you'll forgive my sudden interruption! It is just that it is such an honor to meet you, Ms. Yun. I'm Ryuuko. Higashiakemi Ryuuko. And I happen to be quite impressed with what you had achieved, as a fellow Egoist."
-BLEP-
One Orc bard up for review :p


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Sitting on the simple yet comfortable padded chair she placed beside the window of her bed room, Rosaria looked out of the window to gaze upon the road outside. The night. Rosaria had always preferred the night over the day. The night after all tended to be quiet and more peaceful, with a lot more shadows and much less light, allowing her to remain unnoticed by people way easier than during the day. That's also why she chose to have a nocturnal lifestyle, sleeping for much of the morning and afternoon and remaining awake for the evening and night. Perhaps that was also why the powers she had suddenly gained had such great synergy with how she lived, what's with all the literal turning and melding into shadows. It still perplexed Rosaria why she gained these powers. Why her? And why now? The super powered people had all went extinct due to that weird virus after all...

"Well daughter, perhaps that's why." The voice made Rosaria turned away from the windows, looking at the source. The figure of a middle aged man sharing some likeness with Rosaria's own physical appearance talked to her, pointing to the screen of the television that had been left on in the room. Rosaria's father, Lukov Voronin. A loving father and husband that had always tried his best for his family, a dutiful man and the person Rosaria looked up to the most in life.

Oh and he was also someone that's no longer alive, killed nearly 4 years ago in a tragedy that left Rosaria all alone in an uncaring world. This Lukov was merely a hallucination, a product of Rosaria's own mind borne of trauma and regrets. A typical occurrence, these hallucinations. Rosaria had long since gotten used to them. Yet it was also by her own choice that she often addressed these hallucinations as if they were real; it helped her feel a semblance of normalcy in her life.

"Perhaps, father. Perhaps..." Rosaria turned to look at the television screen showing a live news coverage of a crime in progress; the Precious Metal Vault, being robbed by a group of people. And for once it seemed like these criminals might just succeed where countless others had failed. That was in no small part because of the ringleader of these law breakers; Thundercloud, a supervillain whose name fitted quite well indeed with his appearance... A supervillain that should very much be dead along with all the other super powered people. Rosaria frowned as she watched the news; why is Thundercloud alive? Why is he making an appearance now? Is there any connection at all between his reappearance and Rosaria's own newly obtained powers? The thoughts swirled in her mind until another voice brought her out of her contemplations.

"Maybe there's a connection indeed, dear... And you know what to do, yes? We had all talked about this together." Another figure appeared, standing beside Rosaria. This one's the hallucination of a middle aged woman, Rosaria's mother, Sabrina Voronin. Rosaria nodded in response, an ironic smile on her face as she talked "Yes, mother... I suppose I might as well take this as a chance to... start. Making a difference and all that. Heh..." Rosaria stood up from the chair, turning off the television using the remote placed near her chair on a low table. Then without another words, she walked over to her wardrobe. She already had some clothes prepared for when the time to be a "hero", as laughable as the idea of that was to her, finally showed itself.

Finished changing, she head for the door out of her apartment room. She took one last look behind into the room, gazing at three figures standing there as if to see her off. Her father, her mother, and her older brother, smiling at her and looking very real indeed. The figure of her brother nodded at her "You go and get them, sis. Show them all what a Voronin can do." Rosaria sighed and shook her head at that, a light smile on her face. "Sure thing, brother... Well, I'm off.

She nodded back at them and turned around to face the door once more. Well then... Here goes nothing. An instant later, her entire body turned into a shadowy figure, dark and partially transparent. And then the next moment, she was gone, merged into the shadows under the door and in the dark corridor outside.

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Ground Zero


It didn't take long for Rosaria to arrive to the crime scene. There were always plenty of shadows in the night, and she's able to move very rapidly using the shadows. That it was raining didn't hinder her at all; the rain couldn't even touch her while she's one with shadows. From within the safety of the shadows, Rosaria watched. She had always been someone with extraordinary attention to details, and she fully intended to put that into good use before making her next move.

The crime scene was much like what the news report showed. The police were engaged with the endearingly named Storm Troopers, henchmen under Thundercloud. Getting past this scene of confrontation would be child's play for Rosaria. She might have had her powers for only a week, but she had gotten the gist of how to remain within the shadows easily enough; all these people have no way whatsoever to even perceive her.

But then, as Rosaria continued her observation, she noticed some breaks from the pattern... To others focused on the battle between the cops and the Storm Troopers, these people wouldn't be notable at all as they were all making the effort to not be noticed. But to Rosaria with her attention to details, they stuck out. These were individuals that didn't looked like they belonged to the police, the Storm Troopers, nor the civilian onlookers. Whoever these individuals were, they had all managed to sneak into the lobby of the Lafayette Financial Tower.

Finishing her observations, Rosaria then decided on her next course of action. Remaining one with the shadows, she moved rapidly ahead to follow these individuals into the lobby, arriving there promptly.

What she found inside looked to her to be the beginning of another confrontation. Rosaria had used the shadows to crept up to the ceilings of the lobby, remaining in one of the dark corners while she watched on as a woman which were one of the individuals who had sneaked into the lobby, addressed the supervillain lounging on a beige cushy chair eating potato chips. "I was shocked to learn that a powered individual survived the virus."

This was then followed by... nothing. What on earth is that woman doing...? Rosaria thought to herself as she watched on, observing how the woman looked unnerved after saying her piece; as if she expected something to happen.

And who's that hiding behind a pillar? Rosaria noticed another woman who, like herself, seemed to be observing the confrontation from the shadows. Albeit, not as literally within the shadows as Rosaria herself was doing. Alright... What's happening here? Why did all these people sneaked in here? Before Rosaria can ponder the questions more, things proceeded even further. One of the individuals she observed sneaking into the building, the trench coated individual with the ski mask, leaped forward from his hiding place. He took out... Talismans? And these talismans seemed to just suddenly ignited at the ends with blue flames. How did he?... Could it be that this man also possessed powers? Is he a survivor of the virus? Or... is he like me?

Thoughts filled Rosaria's mind as she remained in the shadows to observe the scene. So many questions with no clue yet as to how to answer them... But it seemed like she will have to put trying to answer the questions later as the confrontation looked to be moving to the next level when the man shouted words in a foreign language while tossing some of his talismans at Thundercloud, causing explosions to burst and fill the room with smoke. "I hope you can do more than announce yourself, miss." Rosaria heard the man said immediately after.

Regardless of all that had occurred, one thing can pretty much be confirmed: Things didn't occur in the way that Rosaria had expected at all when she decided to leave her room and be a "hero"...
@Izurich Aww so you decided to leave after all. It's a shame to see, but I respect the decision nonetheless! :3
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