"Heh."
Suddenly, Sharnoth grinned.
Making the rest of the women around her frown in confusion, the Chaos Heir, however, did not care—her grin only widened even further to the point her face distorted and cracks began to appear on her facial skin and—
"To think there will be a day when weaklings like you would dare to surround and bully… me.
Oh, how low have I fallen~"
She spoke as she stared at the women around her, her crimson eyes flaring strongly, and the instant the women saw her reaction, they understood it.
'Normal' Sharnoth was no longer with them—
She had let the 'crazy one' take over.
"I must make things right, shouldn't I?"
Sharnoth spoke, her grin stretching even wider as she began measuring the women. For a moment, the women too felt intimidated by her gaze. After all, they knew how strong Sharnoth was, and while the 'normal Sharnoth' still had control over herself… this one was…
Anything could happen.
But…
