Appearing in an abandoned part of the Insanus system, Kurai floated in the dead parts of space, completely naked. Now free of the Virus, she could do things HER way, and complete HER plans. The loss of the Virus did lose her a very valuable ally, true. But did Kurai care? Not one bit. She would just replace it with another possession of power, perhaps some mindless minions, or maybe a slave or two. Anything worked at this point. Just so she could chaos and wreak havoc. After all, that was what the Negi loved best.
Kept afloat by her great feathered wings, Kurai curled herself up into fetal position, but only for a mere few seconds. Just long enough to obtain something. Covered by the wings and kept from sight of any neighboring peeping tom planets, Kurai reached her hand down and pulled from ... a very naughty place, a small round object that resembled a marble. The former Dema.
From the once swampy planet, there dripped blood, lots of it. One could only guess what type of blood. But from adding up where the planet had been pulled from, along with who Kurai was, it wasn't that hard to imagine.
With the marble in hand, Kurai threw it up in the depths of space, chanted a few words and waited patiently as the new Dema, a planet completely filled and dripping with blood, expanded and regained its full size.
That finished, Kurai now christened the planet Cruor. The Planet of Blood. Kurai's new playland.
