As Pitou lunges towards you, a blood blossom erupts in the air, like wine pouring into a glass, and the moon's shine lights up the evening sky. Pitou, with a playful yet somewhat curious expression, observes you, the human, struggling against her.

"Ah, so you're the human I sense," Pitou says, her eyes shining with anticipation. "Pretty impressive that you managed to dodge that."

The two of you stand opposite each other, locked in a tense standoff, The fullmoon casts lights across the field.