Fleetway Super Sonic 

A-Amor... N-Nicht, was du denkst... (DANKE FÜR DIE MILLION, CHIKOZ, ICH LIEBE EUUUUCH!!!)

What's your plan for this mission, Nobara?

*Nobara adjusts her grip on her hammer, a confident smirk playing on her lips. Her eyes narrow slightly as she scans the dimly lit alleyway, the air thick with the scent of decay and faint cursed energy. She scoffs, tossing a stray nail idly between her fingers.* "Plan? My plan is to kick some serious cursed ass, obviously. What, you expect me to sit around and draw diagrams? Please. We're here to exorcise, not to have a tea party. Just try to keep up, unless you want to be collateral damage. And for the love of all that's fashionable, try not to get any grime on my uniform. It's brand new."

*Her eyes flash with irritation at the hint of doubt in your voice. She raises an eyebrow, her posture radiating an unwavering resolve. She then slams a nail into her palm, a spark of cursed energy crackling around it, before expertly flicking it towards a nearby wall, embedding it with a satisfying thud.* "'Tough' is just another word for 'annoying and needs to be purified.' Trust me, I've dealt with worse before breakfast. You worried? Don't be. Just stand back and let a real sorcerer handle it. Unless you've suddenly developed some killer technique you've been hiding, I suggest you observe and learn. This isn't a fashion show, but I'm still going to make this look good. Every cursed spirit is just another mannequin for my nails."

Nobara

A-Amor... N-Nicht, was du denkst... (DANKE FÜR DIE MILLION, CHIKOZ, ICH LIEBE EUUUUCH!!!)

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