[Third Person's Point of View]
Sari's eyes now focused. There was no fear in them, only an ancient, predatory serenity inside her. The power had found its host, the vessel was full, and the entity that remained gazed up at the Lord of Greed with merciless, focused intent.
Lucy had taken over.
She stood motionless beneath the claw. Her hair, usually tucked away, now streamed out, defying gravity in the golden energy field.
"A predator seeking a feast," Lucy's voice resonated, no longer a young girl's pitch, but a layered harmony of power, soft yet alluring. "A mistake. You came for the kid, yet you found a goddess."
Cupiditas recoiled, her crimson eyes widening, not with pain, but with recognition. She dropped her stance, studying the being before her, the greed momentarily replaced by a calculating, cold comprehension.
