[Point Blank: Void's Bullet]

Our very own Shizuka.

Always quiet. Always reserved. Always openly lazy.

But let no one be mistaken: she is the Ice Princess of Death!

Now, Shizuka's attained a humanoid form—has been for a while.

Though her ears and tails still poke out defiantly.

She wore a tight black wrap that clung from waist to mid-thigh, and on a top eerily similar to mine. Well, I'm flattered.

She stood about four feet from Glypnir Stone.

Eyes closed.

Not a word.

Just silence thick enough to smother the wind.

Then—she opened her eyes.

SMASHHH!!!

The screeching ring of feeble glass breaking.

"Hoh boy!" Bina exploded, slipping instantly into a half-panicked commentator form.

"What in the world was that?! She didn't even move! But the crystal's already half-damaged!"

As she said—Shizuka hadn't budged.

No gesture. No chant. No visible magic.

Just her cold, gleaming blue eyes opening.