As the outfits were placed upon Matt and Violet, they were transformed into entirely different beings - at least, in terms of aesthetics. A dark cloak materialized on Matt, adorned with golden lines and intricate purple embroidery. His inner shirt and trousers were both black, while a brown belt provided a sense of balance to the overall outfit. The regal golden designs and purple highlights gave the impression that he was not wearing an ordinary ensemble, but rather a garment befitting a noble. It was perfect, except for one final touch that surprised him.
"An eyepatch...?" Matt muttered, feeling the soft fabric that covered his right eye. Memories of his past flooded his mind, and he began to tremble slightly. "Even now, I guess I can't escape it," he thought to himself.
However, before he could fully become absorbed in his own outfit, he heard Violet's laughter. She was giggling about her own regalia, so he turned to look at her.
