If only Rose's guess was true, however. In the end, Amane just flips back to the water and defiantly sticks her hand in, forcing the petals away. The faces don't react, but if Rose remembers the line-faced girl for her lack of emotion, that's certainly not the case now. Even though it's not one of the faces... she certainly doesn't like what she sees.
Backing up, something bobs up the the surface of the lake. It's... a head of some sort, but this time with greasy black hair, and some growth of sorts on its mouth and forehead across the top of the head. All goes still for a moment, before the head suddenly shoots up-
-What is this thing? The body under the head, if it can be called a body, is easily twenty times of Amane's whole body and something the pond should not have been able to hold. Amane definitely doesn't like this, and her palms light up instantly, before she starts throwing... balls of light? At the strange creature.
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If only Rose's guess was true, however. In the end, Amane just flips back to the water and defiantly sticks her hand in, forcing the petals away. The faces don't react, but if Rose remembers the line-faced girl for her lack of emotion, that's certainly not the case now. Even though it's not one of the faces... she certainly doesn't like what she sees.
Backing up, something bobs up the the surface of the lake. It's... a head of some sort, but this time with greasy black hair, and some growth of sorts on its mouth and forehead across the top of the head. All goes still for a moment, before the head suddenly shoots up-
-What is this thing? The body under the head, if it can be called a body, is easily twenty times of Amane's whole body and something the pond should not have been able to hold. Amane definitely doesn't like this, and her palms light up instantly, before she starts throwing... balls of light? At the strange creature.