The ground shook before an inky black cloud burst forth, an obscure womanly figure with large wings seemed to dance out of the smog-like cloud. The sharp expression indicted she was after something, a confident bounce in her stride.
The woman was here for a reason, and that reason was that she was confident a certain someone just made a mistake, that mistake would now cost that someone their life. Hikaru had to be the one who caused the strange unknown Phoenix magic signature. She might have masked it from indicated as her, but not that it was from a Phoenix Sage. The only one Kurai figured would have masked it at all was Hikaru.
Imagine her surprise when she saw Sliph standing in his Black and Emerald green plumage, his white lab coat matching his hair. This was not Hikaru, for a moment she considered it might be a trick, but something in his eyes told her it was not. The Strange new Phoenix Sage turn to her with a calculating sardonic smile, “You know, the last time I saw someone of Phoenix blood besides myself… was eons ago.†his genuine tone of pure curiosity unsettled and fascinated Kurai.
Sliph was mildly surprised to see this… different kind of Phoenix. His first desire was of reflex. He want to vivisect this new woman until there was nothing left to discover. However, the way she walked, the unashamed bare fashion style, amused Sliph in a different way, he wanted to vivisect her in much more intimate way, mentally.
With arms around his waist, Kurai found a new use for this discovery, she figured that seducing this new Phoenix Sage would prove useful. The rest is history…
