Jean looked up at the ceiling, Her body had already awakened. Jean resembled a graceful butterfly with sharp claws. In this state, she has a pair of butterfly wings of greenish complexion. Both her hands were tied by a pair of chains. She was in Agony.

As soon as someone came through the door she cried out in pain, her voice strained as she tried to retain control of her Yoma side for as long as she could so she could die a human and not a monster.

"Please... Kill.. me..."