FALCON
Stacy, I am obligated to remind you that you’re a repeat contestant. The executives have already seen your capabilities. And our staff already has enough data to make an assessment. You don’t have to participate in the exhibition. It’s your choice.
Stacy looks at Falcon for a moment, then at Adrien. He grins, as if he is amusing himself with an inside joke at her expense.
STACY
I want to do it.
FALCON
Very well. Proceed.
Stacy inhales deeply, absorbing the energies of the M-Verse. The light from the portal transforms into a deep red hue. Suddenly, her body starts vibrating. She hunches over, growling as she clutches her head with both hands. Her irises turn white. Fangs extend from her mouth. Her fingernails lengthen and sharpen. Wings of black fire sprout from below her shoulder blades, ripping through the back of her shirt.
Stacy looks up, snarling at Plumley before she unleashes a deafening, ferocious roar that shakes the entire arena.
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