Muffet lay motionless on the cold ground with the last echoes of her strength slipping away. Yokuni stood over her and watched. For a moment, there was only stillness. Then, without turning, she spoke. "So this is it?I wanted to see the Sword God form with my own eyes."
Nyxsis tilted her head. “Oh, you did?” She twirled a finger through her hair. “And what? You thought I’d just let her transform?”
She sighed loudly. “Yokuni, Yokuni, Yokuni. You wound me. I could risk that… but why would I? Look around.”
She gestured across the battlefield. A group of figures stood in the distance, some wearing Divine Blade uniforms. They were cheering—not for Muffet, but for Nyxsis.
Yokuni’s gaze darkened.
Nyxsis grinned. “Surprised? These little ones are Divine Blade members that dared to step into my mansion without permission. Quite rude, don’t you think?”
She shook her head. “So I made them my loyal servants!”
Her grin widened, “And they love it.”