Under the blinding sunlight from the church entrance, a mysterious female figure with an ashen head of hair steps forth.
Liv
It's a... Construct—an ally?
In an instant, electricity—of a ghostly red—arced around her.
Liv
No... This is... high-density Punishing Virus reactions! She's a Corrupted!
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Commandant... I feel... strange...
I... can't discern her appearance... There are errors in my visual signals and... my thoughts... are muddled...
But I can see her normally...
Seems like it's only Lucia.
Wait... Lucia's M.I.N.D. stability is dropping! And it's not due to the Punishing Virus! What's happening?
Lucia...
The error, the fault, must end here...
She unhurriedly stepped toward Lucia, all the while unsheathing a crimson blade from her waist.
Dammit...
