Rex stared at her, his eyes tracing the impossible, mineral crimson aura that now radiated from her skin. For the first time since the engagement began, the mask of casual boredom slipped, replaced by a look of profound, predatory fascination.
"I didn't know this existed," he admitted, his voice low, stripped of its teasing edge for a single, breathless moment. "But still... kinda lacking something because all you did was the same thing with a little bit of improvisation."
"I know," Cassandra hissed, her eyes burning with a hatred so concentrated it felt like a physical pressure in the room. "That was the entire point... it's to force you to see what you've been ignoring!"
She moved.
The change in her velocity was not merely a burst of speed; it was a fundamental shift in the physics of her movement. In her previous form, her acceleration had been a sequence, a buildup of force at the start of a stride.
