Avarion nodded approvingly.
A flicker of purple flames started to dance around her. The fire intensified, slowly but surely, encircling her until it turned into a massive orb that covered her whole body. When the fire died out, there was no Kaiju in sight, only a frail human being. Her long blond hair billowed on the wind like strips of yellow sails, and her purple eyes contained only a hint of her wild nature. She was wearing a bisque T-shirt, with a loose brown coat on top and a simple trouser. She smiled devilishly.