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Emma slid to the ground tiredly, rubbing her eyes with gloved hands. Thankfully, her costume replaced her clothing every time she moved in and out of her transformation. She'd gotten a lot of blood on her.

Emma looked at her hands with a sick expression. She'd thought that this would be a satisfying experience. These were the same aliens that had forced Abigail to commit suicide, after all.

But these were also the aliens that had screamed in fear as she'd slammed into them. Aliens who had tried to crawl away as she slammed her halberd into the backs of their skulls. Aliens that had—

Emma whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut. That only made things worse, the images playing back over her eyelids, of the one time she'd managed to knock the helmet off one of them.

They had faces. She couldn't get it out of her head. They had faces like humans did, with funny eyebrow analogs and brow ridges and and and—

Emma scrubbed at her eyes, trying not to break into tears. No. No. This was her duty. This was what she needed to do, what she was meant to do. She was a magical girl. She was supposed to protect humanity. She was doing her job. It was okay. It—

Ryouko appeared in a flash of green light, along with Rika, the only telepath on the team, and the body of an alien. The younger girl immediately collapsed to her knees and retched, spilling her lunch across the floor.

(Mass Divergence, Chapter 2)