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Neveah sighed, a gust of icy air swirling around him. "She had a flashback, didn't she?" he muttered to himself. "Sigh, this is getting more annoying."

The golden-black aura pulsed once more, and then with a deafening crack, it shattered. Topaz's body, still levitating, convulsed. Where the girl had been seconds ago, now stood a warrior. Her golden hair had morphed into a mane of black fire, its tips crackling with a faint electrical hum. A sleek suit of dark metal materialized around her, clinging to her skin and highlighting her emerging curves with ruthless efficiency.

Neveah's crimson gaze flickered. "Hmmm," he mumbled, barely above a whisper. "Shouldn't let her finish transforming."