Law-Rend glanced at the shell-shocked individuals. Through Blood Shadow, he and Boreas had brought in all of the villains nearby that had used Quantify’s suggestions to an obvious extent, and explained the situation. When the villains all agreed to work together to keep the presumed neutra from signing a contract with the HA, they hadn’t expected much.
Maybe fear.
Boreas expected excitement.
What they got was… A person with glazed over eyes who didn’t pay any attention to the world around her, barely acknowledging them. Until she leaked bloodlust to such an extent that even Law-Rend felt hunted for a moment, though he’d been nowhere near Persephone.
Bloodlust wouldn’t be a good name for any villain except for that woman, Law-Rend thought.
They’d not be able to do it justice.
It was so prominent in her expression, which went from disinterested to such an intense animalistic desire for blood, that he practically felt it coating the air. Suffocating them all for those few moments they watched her lay her eyes on her ex-prey.
God save the world if any sentient Higher Being decided to give her powers. The world wouldn’t survive.
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Boreas loudly cleared his throat, as if he hadn’t taken a step away from the woman when she focused, “That… Wasn’t what I expected.”
“I wondered why she wasn’t scared,” Blood Shadow mused, his quiet voice hissing from behind them all.
“We should be scared of her,” Persephone immediately said, “Warn the other villains and neutras. No harm can come to her or the things she deeply cares about. I don’t know how, but when I last fought her she easily escaped my every attempt to contain or kill her. She… wasn’t lying when she said Savant saved my life.”
Seraphim, the idiotic brute, Law-Rend mused, scoffed as he crossed his arms, “She’s a civilian. What can she do? Hit me with a baseball bat?”
Law-Rend thought. Hit Seraphim with a baseball bat, survive his attacks until she figured out more about his powers than he, himself, knew, and presumably exploit his every weakness until he was as terrified of the blood-hungry individual as Persephone was.
Law-Rend knew one thing, from looking at her videos, and that was that she had an almost innate grasp on how others’ powers worked. The only powers she didn’t seem to understand were powers that he, Savant, Reader, Prissōné, and very few others had. Powers that altered or improved the mind. And how could she? She didn’t have any information about them, as no one even told her what their powers were.
For all of her guesswork about his powers and how they worked, she was scarily accurate.
Law-Rend was glad he didn’t make them out to be enemies. Though only that idiot Warrant thought that they would kill her if she refused. Getting information about heroes and other enemies was just as valuable as getting information about themselves, after all.