The power of the Mimicry Mask disappeared. The plain worker transformed into the pale girl with dark hair and a black Ankh on her chest.
'Damn. Now there are two Goth girls!' The black cat hugged its cheeks with its pawns and screamed in excitement.
Iris stood on the other side. She was almost identical to Selina, only slightly taller and more defined. This one was obviously focused on body strength and power while Selina was more lean and soft.
Iris's expression softened for a moment. Then she frowned.
She grabbed the official and threw him backwards. The tall woman clapped her hands together. The wall beside Selina collided but was blocked by a Chaos Barrier Selina conjured.
"A Disaster." Iris clenched her fist. "So... Even with the Anti-Fate, the Pantheon got you."
"No one got me." Selina flicked her hand. Her Chaos pushed the wall back to its place.
Soldiers flooded to the hallway and surrounded Selina and the black cat.
