Kuzunoha's eyes lit up with a dangerous glimmer at my words, a spark of delight dancing behind her crimson gaze. Her lips parted into a slow, wicked smile, the kind that sent a shiver through even the most hardened of souls. She straightened herself as she clasped her hands behind her back.
"Ah, finally… you ask the right questions," she purred, her voice laced with dark amusement. "You know, I was beginning to wonder if you'd forgotten just how many times I mentioned how potentially useful these abominations can be~"
She took a small step forward, her eyes narrowing as they fixed on the faraway distant, lumbering form of the Drowned Revenant. "The Revenant is bound to its curse—endurance and inevitability are its only laws. But laws, even the ones tied to a Qliphoth Object, can be twisted, bent to suit a more… creative mind."
