Board Thread:World Map/@comment-27079171-20161118052258/@comment-30269418-20161119033200

Rena had seen this technique before. It was going to close and trap her. She couldn't let that happen. Making her quickest handsign yet for Floating Blood Foothold, she stepped onto the black platform of blood and shot upwards. This blood was two times faster than the other; she slid most of the blood outside her body back into it while going upwards. The dome grazed against her flesh; it was a tight fit, but she had finally exited all five domes, almost getting stuck on the first layer.

Standing on her platform of blood, she let out a small giggle and rose, right to the spectator level. Her hair was beyond the platform of black, beyond her feet. She quickly released all of the blood she had stored, making the cloud only a little damaged. She closed her eyes, far above the ground, and her hair was beginning to drain.

Her hair went from purple to white and the puddle of blood grew a huge amount larger.

With that, she gazed down at wherever Shinra would pop up. She wouldn't attack; she'd simply keep staring down with purple eyes, ignoring the crowd.

And yet, her current appearance made her seem haunting, as if she were a spectre.