Clara slowly rubbed the side of her head with a shaky hand.
"So… now that you feel better," she said carefully, peeking up, "you won't kill me, right?"
Dahlia didn't answer.
She just stepped forward and smacked Clara on the head.
SMACK!
Clara dropped flat.
"OW!! THAT HURTS!!"
She rolled on the ground, clutching her head.
"You awakened your own [Unique Physique], and the first thing you do is hit me?!"
Dahlia crossed her arms, wings still half-folded behind her back, and smirked.
"That one's for you running your mouth while I was being tortured inside that cocoon."
Clara groaned. "I was supporting you emotionally!"
"You were enjoying it."
"…Okay, maybe a little."
Eliza watched them quietly, then stepped closer, her eyes focused on Dahlia's changed body.
"By the way, Senior Sister," she said softly, "your [Unique Physique] feels… different."
Dahlia tilted her head. "Different?"
Eliza nodded. "Master, Arden, and the twins… Their bodies didn't change this much. But you…"
