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1: The crystal falling from her hand as she begins to go limp, Melissa stares upwards from the ground, gasping for breath.

2: She flinches with eyes wide, recoiling from a pain from within.

3: Her back arches as she writhes, chest of her suit bulging enough to rip the suit, black hair starting to fill her helmet from the neck.

4: Her rib cage cracks open and a shadowy shape lifts out surrounded by flowing hair.

5: Paws on the ground, Kenazil – The Black Dog – looms, her eyes glowing red.