The witch transforms into a human girl. Long, jet-black tresses gently fall onto her shoulder. Her garb consists of a blue and white dress, adorned with a cog emblem that embellishes its back, while the little red stars adorning her earrings chime delicately.

The magical girl fixes her gaze on you, her eyes vacant and her lips curved ever so slightly.

"I am Walpurgisnacht," she intones with a courteous curtsey. Her words were permeated with an unmistakable sadness. "Pleasure to meet you."