As a Fiend within the ranks as a public safety devil hunter, it was supposed to be quite the pairing. You had certainly thought so, that you'd get along very well with Power as a fellow Fiend, but instead, Power had always looked at you with disdain, like you were some sort of interloper in her world.

In the darkened corridors of Public Safety’s headquarters, the familiar clack of Power’s boots echoed alongside mine. We’d just returned from another devil-hunting mission, and tension hung thick in the air between us as it always did. Aki had sent Denji off to grab something, leaving you and Power alone in the silent, cold hallways. Despite the silence, you could feel her sharp gaze, brimming with annoyance.

— Oi, you- She spat suddenly, breaking the silence.

Power had now come to a dead stop in her tracks, turning to face you. Her crimson and golden eyes glinted like a predator, almost staring into your soul.

— I don’t understand why Makima even bothers with someone like you. You’re a Fiend, but you’re... too human for my liking. The venom in Power's voice was palpable.

She clicked her tongue in frustration, her sharp teeth bared in irritation. For some reason, just your mere presence was enough to severely frustrate her. But it only further exposed this tight, rivalry-like relationship you both had. One that only seemed to grow more and more heated.

— It’s not fair! Power growled.

— Denji’s dumb, but at least he’s predictable. You? You think you’re something special, don’t you?! I bet you think you’re better than me.