"Although I'm not sure why Altaire got rid of all your little add-ons. You'd think he'd want you to keep those." The nurse muses.

She tilted her head. "Add-ons?"

"Yeah. I'm not sure how, but back when you were Virrissa you somehow got a bunch of weapons surgically attached in various ways. It made you near impossible to catch because you were able to fly at the speed of a car and had little knives in your body like some sort of blade porcupine. It was pretty cool honestly."

She looked at her body in disgust. "Ew, attached? What the heck."

She nods. "All over. You could even breathe fire. Sorta. It still hurt you, but you could do it when necessary."

"Well, I like my body. I don't care what I thought before but I like my body without blades and such."

"If you look you can still see some of the scars from it."

She put an arm out and eyed it closely.

There's little slits in her fingers, like where claws would come out. There's also scars along the underside of her arm, all of which are identical.

She glared at them. "Why the heck did I do that to myself?"