[What comes out of her chest, mercifully, isn't a heart but a ruby in the stylized shape of one - a brooch inlaid with gold.
And fire. A lot of fire. It licks over her body, resolving into an outfit with a bustier, a miniskirt, boots, gloves, a bare midriff and a lot of red and attitude. Her hair, too, takes on a flame red color.
The entire process takes less than a second, but it feels like longer - each individual accessory and beltloop and clasp burning into existence one by one.]
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And fire. A lot of fire. It licks over her body, resolving into an outfit with a bustier, a miniskirt, boots, gloves, a bare midriff and a lot of red and attitude. Her hair, too, takes on a flame red color.
The entire process takes less than a second, but it feels like longer - each individual accessory and beltloop and clasp burning into existence one by one.]