Once upon a time, there was a virus...

[the funny girl]

Leah, who was sitting calmly on a bench, was looking at her visor with a small smile on her face, it was certainly one of her creations that she took to all her matches, although she had improved it and added more functions to make it useful or rather, to make it look impressive every time she made an entrance but putting that aside... Lilieweiss was taking a little longer than usual, which was strange.

When the gym door opened, Leah, like many from Old Tales, thought it was Lillieweiss who had entered and continued with what she was doing while waiting for Lillieweiss's orders, but... Leah's pupils narrowed and her stomach clenched when she heard that voice... "Your leader was destroyed in single fair combat And this gym is hereby mine by conquest. Now you will surrender Leah to me. You can forget about her entirely. OR... I'll have every one of you on a torture table." Leah trembles with fear... because she recognizes that voice, she knows who it is... she puts on her visor while slowly looking towards the source of the voice while her heart beats strongly.

It was that red-haired girl who had tormented and hurt her in their first match... it was Spectre in all her malevolent splendor... the members of Old Tales were quick to react to their unwanted guest "What the hell are you doing here?!" A truly enraged Red Hood glared at this piece of shit... She hated Spectre with all her soul for what happened to Leah in their first match, and seeing her here gave Red Hood an incredible urge to beat the evil virus senseless, The red-haired girl's fists clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white... She wasn't going to let Spectre near Snow White, Irene had several ideas on how to humiliate and completely destroy the wicked girl who had entered this place but the real question was... what had happened to Lillieweiss? Because by now, she should have come here... had Spectre hunted her down? No, that was impossible, since Red Hood knew Liliweiss's strength and how truly monstrous her power could be.

And she wasn't the only one to react to Spectre's arrival.

"Oh no... this is not a good sign..." A Rapunzel, fearful of what might happen here, began to pray softly that things wouldn't take a dark turn on this day.

"mmm? So that's the famous Spectre... she's beautiful, although something about her bothers me" Cinderella whispered, though quite uneasy... because even though Spectre could be beautiful... her personality left much to be desired, and the beautiful girl felt uneasy seeing the red-haired girl.

"Wow, what a surprise to see her here... I wonder if she'll look cute when I punch her in her pretty face" Red shoes whispers in a voice that was eerily sweet despite the tension in the air.

"mmm... now I understand why Leah is afraid to talk about her... She's a little scary" Siren said, a little scared to see Spectre in person, since she was aware of the atrocities this villain committed.

"Well, it looks like our lovely training session will have to wait..." Dorothy seemed fairly neutral about this, although her eyes were fixed on Spectre, in case she decided to attack them suddenly.

"This is a joke... right?" Robin Hood said, shuddering at Spectre... as the girl's presence was very intimidating.

Scarlet remained silent, staring coldly at Spectre... she knew the malevolent virus wasn't welcome here and she knew why it was there... Hansel, Gretel and Abe could feel the tension building in the air... things were about to spiral out of control at any moment because of the malevolent virus, if the red-haired girl dared to take any hostile action "You're not welcome here... virus Scarlet said, her gaze cold and hostile towards Spectre.

[Monsy]

Good ol’ Scarlet.

This one was going to her table one way or another. At some junction. Perhaps not today, but one day. And what a glory it will be to snap a cold facade into a beautiful lesson for the rest. Her attention met Scarlet’s stare m. The frustration of being denied Leah the first round was remembered in pestering quantity. Her attention was arrested like two grinding gears that stopped the whole machine.

“I see we’re a bit delirious today.”

Did she want to start throwing? Of course. She can drop anyone here in seconds. The number opposing her didn't matter—their own chaos will split them into bite-sized squashes. After a few kissed the floor, no doubt the rest will slither into the corners. That was the fate of her incursions. Right now she witnessed only denial in the stages of grief of their lost headquarters. That alone made Spectre smug.

Spectre stomped one foot, arms crossed. A slow approach started. She was going to get dangerously close towards the first member of Old Tales that kept meeting her eye.

“This is MY turf now. MINE!” Her hands animated to her chest, then she swiped the arm down in front of herself. “YOU are the new trespassers. If that’s still unclear, then I’ll kick it into your stomachs till it digests.”

Her finger pointed at the prized rabbit on the distant bench, dog whistled, snapped her fingers, then the ground. “Now… Leah! … come here! Come, Leah! Come! We have a lot to catch up on. Me, you and that cheating navel of yours.”