Kali looked at Arad for that short split second and then turned back toward Nyar. A Little girl with flowing pink hair and eyes, wearing a cute summer dress, but strangely, the glare coming out of her innocent-looking face looked anything but human.
Eyes faintly glew with demonic magic, her lips were pale, lacking all signs of life, and her emotionless expression slowly contorted into a frown.
"Nyar..."
She growled, and the bones beneath her soft skin cracked under the immense stress that her muscles produced. From beneath her dress, one could see the bones of her spine and chest twisting and cracking. Soon, two more pairs of arms burst from her back without a single drop of blood dripping out.
Her spine elongated, and so did her limbs, her skin bruised and turned pink, then red, then purple, finally cooling down to a bright blue shade.
Her pink hair got stained by her demonic magic, turning dark and glowing faintly purple and blue.
"Begone!"
