"Imogen!"
"Imogen! She's dead already! You can stop strangling her now!" Yelled Marris while pulling the enraged Imogen off the priestess's forever screaming corpse.
"I'll kill you!" Growled Imogen, not feeling quite right in the head as she fought back against Marris.
"Kill who? Imogen, they're dead already! I order you to stop this behavior at once!" Commanded Marris as the snarling Imogen finally broke free from his iron grasp.
*System Laughter: Imogen, you let go of control over your body that easily. I'm disappointed, quite frankly. Though, I can't really blame you I guess, replica humans were never made to hold such emotions, such mana. You're really quite strong, if one thinks about it; capable of holding your most precious morals close to you while you change into almost a completely different person, such luck that the young gods brought us together.
