“oh, you don’t?’ Aqua asked, sounding hurt, “You poor unfortunate soul… Well, I suppose it’s up to me to do the right thing and put you out of your misery.”
The red fabric from her shoulders and waste wafted around the two, threatening to engulf and entrap them both.
“Or you can tell me where I can find the little replica boy…”
“No!“
Naminé quickly screamed as she heard her boyfriend being mention. Her hands were made into fist, she was now losing control. She couldn’t let her own darkness awake from such rage.
“You won’t hurt him!”
