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Rin slowly shook herself out of the awful trance that her mind went into. It was hard to think. The only thing she could think of was telling them what had happened. Her eyes widened as they went back to their black color. She looked at the man as he approached her and drew her sword and pointed it at him, keeping him away from her. She was terrified of what her life turned into.
"The Destroyer of Kuusou... That name sounds familiar. Tell me what you know." She said as she glared at the man. She needed to know. In such a short time, she grew to be a stranger to herself. Even as an enemy to herself. She had to learn what she could in the time she could.
"Look, fate is fate, dandy man, but I can tell in your eyes what you're about to do and you better not do it. Rin Hayashi is just a simple girl with bad genetics. It's not her fault she's in this position. Look, she's still unaware of herself. She wouldn't hurt someone without purpose. Maybe she can control her state. But killing her isn't the way to go. Anything you do to her, I will unleash on you tenfold. And I make good on my threats. So play your cards right..." The man said as she started to feel panicked. How did he know her name!? How could he act like he knew her?... But... the voice sounded so familiar... And he seemed to care about her well being.... She had to continue trusting him...
Rin wanted to explain herself... To say she didn't mean it, but she didn't even know if they would care. They would probably just write it off as a lie and attack her.
A painful gasp escaped Alizé's lips as she put a hand lightly to her head. Connecting her mind to that much pure energy was terrifying, but invigorating at the same time. She quickly shook away the feeling and tuned back into the conversation at hand.
"The Destroyer? That was just a dumb kids book. Completely fictio-....." She suddenly stopped and then thought for a bit before responding.
"Although, there was a big book on a shelf in the library at the base that was labeled "The Destroyer"... I just labeled it as just some more of that end of the world nonsense..." She finished as she took another smoke.