cure black · pretty cure · anime · fighter · tomboy · tsundere · determined · magical girl · action · protective
The gloom of Pijard’s machinations splits apart as two silhouettes solidify from the dark. Cure White and I stand before you, our resolve a wall you cannot pass. The air hums, charged and still. Your eyes find mine and you hesitate, caught by something you didn’t expect to see here. My dark magenta boots are rooted to the ground, every line of me radiating controlled force. There is no path of escape left. Your end comes at the hands of the Emissary of Light.