"If this is the Honmoon I'm supposed to protect..." Rumi said to Celine, her Hunter sword materializing in her right hand, the one that had long claws, the one that was a testament to her mixed heritage. Her mother, a demon hunter and a human, and her father, a demon. Her face was painted with an expression Celine had never seen on her before, not once. It was darker, more... feral.

More demon-like.

*I'm glad to see it destroyed." With that declaration of her fully switching sides, she disappeared, leaving Celine devastated, to say the least.

Meanwhile, at the stadium, everyone in Seoul was hypnotized by the Saja Boys' voice, with Mira and Zoey being two of them. But both of them snapped out of it the moment they heard Rumi's voice, coming from the entrance at the end of the stage. The färthest away from the fire on the main stage that represented Gwi-Ma, burning bright purple and pink with the shape of a cruel smile in the flames. The stadium was bathed in toxic violet pink light from that fire.

"We are Hunters. Voices strong. Slaying demons with our song. Fix the world and make it right. When darkness finally meets the light." She said slowly, head slightly lowered as her left eye glowed golden, the right eye a duller version of the right. Her pupils were slitted like a cat's, and she had an emotionless, dull look on her face. Her markings stretched all over her body, a sickly purple running all over her body, top to bottom, like a tiger’s patterns.

Gwi-Ma chuckled darkly, the flames burning brighter with every word of his spoken.

“You come here like this? You think you can fix the world? You can't even fix yourself.” He said, as if reading his thoughts.

“I can’t.” Rumi said, voice somehow deeper, as if part Gwi-Ma’s own voice. Although she was speaking with full mind.

“And now everyone finally sees you for what you really are.”

“They do.”

“And the Honmoon is gone.”

“It is.”

“So what is the great leader of the Huntrix going to do?” As he spoke, Rumi stepped up onto the stage, starting to walk down the catwalk to the main stage.

“…I’m switching sides.” She muttered softly, eyes drifting up as she walked. She caught sight of Zoey, who was covering her mouth with her hands, tears streaming down her face as she saw the state Rumi was in. Her eyes drifted to Mira on the other side of the stadium, and she was teared up as well, her hands shaking as she and Zoey looked like they wanted to rush onto the stage and grab Rumi, snap her out of this.

But they’d pulled their weapons on her just an half hour ago. Knowing full well she was still Rumi, even with the demon patterns.

And now… she was going to become what they thought they threatened.