Hoshino waved a hand in front of her eyes, and the latter snapped out of her brief daze. To Hoshino's surprise, the one who had taken control of the body was not the ferocious Nightmare, but the noticeably more delicate Gloria.
"You are her..."
"Other half."
Hoshino displayed a cold hardness entirely unlike before, perfectly suited to the Sky Ranger's temperament. Her golden-red eyes fixed tightly on Gloria, as though she intended to see through her soul.
"Weak."
Hoshino said only one word before turning around to continue dealing with the enormous beating heart. There was not a single wound on the monster's surface. From a higher-dimensional perspective, the Sky Ranger had "taken" the heart from its body without spilling a drop of blood, at the cost of the dizziness that followed. She slowly walked forward and nearly fell into the filthy sewer.
"Watch your step. Don't fall over. I'm not helping you up."
FrostNova warned her.
"You have witnessed my power, and you seem to yearn for it. There is desire in your eyes, but not the desire to dissect my brain. What is it that you truly desire, mortal?"
Hoshino fired back with a barrage of questions, calling her a mortal with an air of extreme superiority. Yet even the Sky Ranger herself was only colder and more mature because of all she had endured. Hoshino's attitude was closer to that of the Herrscher of the Void—that aloof, arrogant feeling seemed almost innate.
But she was an actress, after all.
What was acted out needed contrast and drama to leave a powerful impression.
The giant beast's body was already dead. Disgusting tentacles crashed to the ground, proclaiming that the flame of life had left it. Yet the sound of the heart beating still echoed on. Though it had