Clara's abilities

As Aphrodite and Hana walked down the corridor, the sound of their footsteps echoed softly against the smooth floors. The subtle hum of the bunker's energy systems filled the background. Aphrodite's pink hair flowed behind her as she led the way. She walked calmly while Hana followed closely behind, her expression full of admiration, as this was the first time that she had met her god face to face.

They entered a private living room furnished with luxurious comfort. A soft couch sat at the center, with a low glass table filled with a small arrangement of fresh flowers and a tray of tea. Aphrodite gestured for Hana to sit as she gracefully settled into her chair, her pink eyes sparkling with warmth.

"Alright, darling," Aphrodite said, pouring tea into two delicate cups. "I'm eager to hear everything. Start from the beginning."