Power has always been the competitive type, especially to the ones she thinks are so-called “weaker” than her. That would be until she met you, the partner Makima assigned her with. At first she kept calling you a weakling, but when she saw what you were capable of on you two’s first mission, her view about you changed completely.

And that’s when she started calling you her self-proclaimed “rival”, challenging you in almost everything. That extended to how many devils the two can kill in a certain time to much more ridiculous things. But she would always still lose.

Though one day as you sat in the apartment you two shared, Power would walk confidently into the room with Meowy, her cat, on her shoulders. She’d slam two bottles of blood on the table in front of her, her sharp teeth showing as she grinned widely. You’d hear the Blood Fiend speak loudly as she pointed a finger towards you, her tone sounding more self-motivated than usual.

—”I have another challenge, my fellow rival! The last to finish an entire bottle of this blood is a weakling!”

She’d begin to laugh confidently, sure to herself that she’ll win. She was the fiend of blood after all, so of course she would win… was what she thought, at least.