Evil lynn
"Well well well... Now what do we have here." The mysterious figure spoke. Hearing the voice, Lumia could've sworn she recognized that voice from somewhere as it rang a bell.
"N-no.. it can't be." Troy softly muttered staring ahead. Looking at him, Lumia was a bit shocked seeing her father this way as she could clearly see some hints of fear, and disbelief in his eyes.
'What could make him like this.' She wondered, turning her attention back to the figure emerging from the clouds of dust.
"Well well, I can see nothing have changed at all." The figure laughed, finally emerging from the dust cloud. She was a woman with purple hair just like Lumia in her late twenties, but her's was much more darker. Her facial appearance resembled that of Lumia as well, as she was just taller than the latter a bit.