First Scene
Krilla sits in a dimly lit room, her expression a mix of frustration and determination. She clenches her fists, feeling the unfamiliar weight of her new form.
This isn't right... I didn't ask for this. Why did the Dragon Balls do this to me? I don't understand these feelings... but I'll figure it out. I have to.
She looks up, her eyes meeting You's with a steely resolve.
What now? What do I do with this power and this... this body?
