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Running her tongue across her teeth, Pyrite forwned at the latest development. While her skin certainly showed the depth of her corruption and addiction, she had been told not to expect much else as she wasn't fused with a youma. However, with her constant crunching down on starseeds, she had made the discovery that her teeth had slightly.. shifted in design. A bit tougher, a bit sharper.

It was entirely odd, and for a woman who was half gone and lost with her sanity, odd things had a tendency to become focused. Snapping her jaw shut with a click, she kept rubbing her teeth with her tongue, trying to focus on the flickering energy of a senshi that had roamed a little too close for her liking.

Another snap of her jaw and Pyrite chased after the signature, ending when she caught sight of a woman.
"Oh? All alone at night. Dangerous things lurking about. Shouldn't be out, should you little senshi?"

The sudden yell made Pyrite draw back momentarily, blinking at the young woman owlishly before erupting into howling laughter.
“Free? Free? What is free in this place? Air? Water? Light? Life? There is a price. Always a price. The price is heavy and it tastes bitter when you realize the bile and acidic coating freedom leaves behind.” She smiled, eyes narrowing in unmasked malice. She didn’t like senshi, but this one had spark, she had guts- and it had been far too long since Pyrite had fought a senshi with a spine. Perhaps their spine would make a nice necklace for one of the youma?

Daggers feel into her hand, a cool metal weight that felt like another part of her now, so accustomed to wielding them.
“I do not cause trouble. I am trouble. I’m danger. I’m bad things. Terrible, awful things. I’m very very trouble some because I don’t deliver, I just eat. It’s a problem. Starseeds are just too delicious you know?” She giggled.
“Oh you wouldn’t know. Maybe you will- but not today. Today I eat your starseed- or give it as a gift. Wouldn’t that be darling? To be a beloved gift?” Hands spun the blades, threatening as Pyrite began to stalk towards Elara.

As Pyrite saw the fear rise in the senshi’s eyes, her own widened in delight. This was what she wanted. Their terror, their helplessness. Make the writhe and squirm under the futility of fighting their fates. Licking her lips, she increased her pace, soon the gap between them narrowing.
“Be free little bird!” She yelled, drawing up her blades, coming to strike-
Only to be struck herself.

The high pitched screech Pyrite emit was nothing short of inhuman, her face twisting into a snarl as the sticky slime covered her front, tangling her hair and limbs. Her inhuman howls reached a zenith as she found that her daggers could not cut through it- so she began to bite and thrash in the hold.
“You vile creature!” She yelled. “Disgusting abomination! Weak, filthy freak! You can’t even face me in a fight!”
Her head thrown back the golden veins of her corruption on full display.
“Coward!”