Well. With how corruption and purification worked on the memory, who was to say he would have remembered her at all?
Still, the guilt about neglecting her duties had worn on Eva’s nerves of late, so once she finished submitting her students’ final grades for the term, she headed out into Destiny City. She powered up. With a deep breath and her driftwood heart in hand, she set out. Getting back the speed and strength that came from being Dunwich, oh, that felt much nicer than jogging as Eva (she knew it kept you healthy, but God, at what cost)—and it didn’t take her long to find trouble.
Or at least, it didn’t take her long to notice some kind of shade. It seemed to glitter under the moonlight, and as she paused to try and see what it was, Dunwich picked up on the feeling of a Chaos aura. Not Negaverse Chaos—that would’ve felt sharper, crueler. But following the feel of it still led her to someone wearing an awful lot of black.
“Hey!” Dunwich darted closer to them, stoppin a few paces shy and trying to stand her ground. “What do you think you’re doing?”
lizbot