"Lightning? It's definitely that smug Lightning, trying to scare me? You know how dangerous that is! When I get back, I'll have Purple Corpse Sister tie you to the doorpost and use your horn as a coat hook!!!" Hiludi's face contorted with rage.
Negris was taken aback by the scolding, and it took a moment before he said, "Although I too would love to see Lightning turned into a coat hook, you guessed wrong."
"It's not Lightning? Then who are you? Show yourself, or I'm gonna flatten you." Hiludi slapped her chest, and a transparent gel-like substance began to extend, forming the Chaos Sacred Armor around her body while she readied a Dimensional Sickle in her hand.
But no matter how much she looked around, she couldn't find the source of the voice.
Negris said, "If you dare strike me, I'll cancel your membership card."
"What? No, I know who you are now, Lord Nage!" Hiludi jolted, quickly dissipating both the Dimensional Sickle and the Sacred Armor.
