"And impatient to boot," Riful says, like she is checking another box off some list of personal offenses. But she smiles when Umi raises her blade. This one, at least, has the potential to be a smart girl. If she survives long enough.

"You want to see a full Awakening already? Now, that would be getting ahead of ourselves." She shakes her head, makes a little considering face. "But I suppose there's really no point in dancing around the matter anymore. Come along now, little one-- Why don't you come at me with all your strength?" And with that, Riful extends an arm-- which breaks into dozens of writhing black tendrils, all armed toward Umi.