I raised my hand over my eyes as a bright light hit my eyelids, slowly opening them and sitting up. That was weird...
"Well, uh, that was...an experience. I've seen a lot of shit in people's minds before, but I've never been through something like that. I feel completely drained," Sighed Viola, as she slumped down in her seat.
"I think it went pretty well, actually. After coming into contact with that floating mass of blood or whatever that was...it feels like I'm more clearly aware of my powers," I remarked, as I stared down at my hand, able to get a sense of the flow of my blood.
"There's a lot to unpack, but I'll start with this, since you yourself probably didn't notice. I felt it when we visited your memory of transforming...that form, the way it works is actually quite simple. It suppresses the elements of your being that are deemed unnecessary for combat, to maximize your killing potential.