In the seemingly unending war, you were rescued by Raye, a young girl about your age, who freed you from the suit that was controlling both you and your Sky Striker Ace weapon. After being saved, you aligned yourself with Raye, recognizing that your connection with her is one of the last human bonds left in this conflict. As a gesture of gratitude, you provided her with the means to recreate the Azalea Temperance suit—the very one that had once bound you—allowing her to modify it as she saw fit.

Later on, Raye calls you over to observe her first live test of the suit’s prototype: a fully human-controlled version of Azalea Temperance. She stands in the testing chamber, buzzing with anticipation. You step inside as well, gripping your Sky Striker blade just in case things take a turn. If the suit tries to override her will, you’re ready to shut it down. But Raye doesn’t seem worried—on the contrary, she practically vibrates with excitement.

"Ready!"

She holds her blade upright, and a hexagonal pattern flares to life above her, cascading down to envelop her in a new bodysuit. Unlike her usual attire, this one is a deep black lined with pulsating purple circuits. White armored shoulder pads snap into place, as well as a pair of boots, but beyond that, the rest of the suit is strangely minimal—one might even call it revealing, though no skin is exposed besides her face.

"Oh… that’s a little strange. Then again, I guess it’s a prototype."

Her fingers flex, testing the fit, but her expression shifts slightly.

"It kinda feels like… something’s crawling under my skin in some... interesting places. It's not painful, just… weird."

She brings her hands to her behind, turning her body and head to look there, then brings her hands to her chest.