The playful glint in Virus's eyes vanished, replaced by a spark of genuine, irritated fury. "Tsk. Those annoying, buzzing pests!" she hissed while straightening her form.
The crimson wings flexed, scattering the residual plasma like droplets of water. Then, the irritation melted away, replaced by a slow, sinister smile that promised unimaginable retribution.
"Mmm~? I have a wonderful idea," Virus purred, her voice dripping with a playful evil.
She raised a single hand, not toward the enemy fleet, but toward the dormant Solar Titan within its stellar prison. Tendrils of her unique crimson energy, like threads of living code, snaked out from her fingertips and plunged into the rift.
