"What did you wish to talk with me about?"
Everything about Irene changed… even though for a normal human she was bound to still be the same.
Her eyes turned into a mixture of unnaturally intense crimson decorated with pure black of the pupils. The air around her grew tenser as if stressed by the weight of the aura she unleashed. Even her face somehow grew more detailed and vivid, begging the question if this was just my perception or the way in which the world itself wanted to translate her overwhelming power.
Only one thing remained the same and it was her cold, wicked smile.
"Who are you and what did you do to me?" I didn't need to think to find out the right words or figure out what I actually wanted to ask about.
Or rather, I did all the thinking over this issue already, and right now all that was left for me was to express it.
