Draconis bit her lip. Calling in her Draconian fire had been spur of the moment, a last resort to winning the battle. She usually didn't like bringing out fire unless she really had to, and so far she'd only done it with youma.

Well it had worked, hadn't it? The negaverser was running off with her tail between her legs. She had stopping fighting and had clearly given up. The forces of good, Sailor Draconis, had defeated the forces of evil, Lt. Howlite. It was a triumph.

So why did she feel so bad?

Something about the look in Howlite's eyes, or maybe the way she was holding her shoulder didn't feel right. Draconis sighed and powered down, back to Talia Chu, average school girl. Talia couldn't help but feel as though she had done something wrong. It was like hitting a bully to defend a nerd. Sure, she had done something right, but she still hurt the bully. That didn't seem quite right either.

The cold night air hit her fast and hard, and she realized that it was pretty late, and she was in the middle of a park. s**t. Her dad was going to kill her! Talia scooted down the path, and erased the battle from her mind all together ... for now.