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Anna's facial structure was altered by her transformation, she was nearly unrecognizable by anyone. This kept on with her plans. None of them deserved their power, none of them has earned it. She would take it all from them.
Anna roared as the bones in her face shifted and four arms made from light emerged from the shackle on her neck. She would find an unworthy inheritor and then she would take them down. Her hair changed to a bright red and increased in length, floating and appearing as if it were on fire. Her green dress flowed with the wind as it began to pick up around her and she prepared herself.
It was night and magical girl activity would be obvious, so she simply had to find a target. The four arms of light coming from her shackle coiled, gathering power and getting ready to launch her in the air. She sprang into the air and found her mark quickly. A younger woman who was flying through the air, an inheritor.
Anna roared once more as she dove from the sky and bore down on the younger woman. The surprise attack took her completely off guard and they crashed into each other. She had a broach that Anna assumed was the source of her power and Anna ripped it from her neck. Sure enough she began to transform back. Anna didn't recognize this girl but of course she wouldn't, that was the point of these disguises. All that was left was to get home with her ill gotten goods and she would have a success for her first inheritor dethroned.
Anna roared as the bones in her face shifted and four arms made from light emerged from the shackle on her neck. She would find an unworthy inheritor and then she would take them down. Her hair changed to a bright red and increased in length, floating and appearing as if it were on fire. Her green dress flowed with the wind as it began to pick up around her and she prepared herself.
It was night and magical girl activity would be obvious, so she simply had to find a target. The four arms of light coming from her shackle coiled, gathering power and getting ready to launch her in the air. She sprang into the air and found her mark quickly. A younger woman who was flying through the air, an inheritor.
Anna roared once more as she dove from the sky and bore down on the younger woman. The surprise attack took her completely off guard and they crashed into each other. She had a broach that Anna assumed was the source of her power and Anna ripped it from her neck. Sure enough she began to transform back. Anna didn't recognize this girl but of course she wouldn't, that was the point of these disguises. All that was left was to get home with her ill gotten goods and she would have a success for her first inheritor dethroned.