Kazou

In the darkness of his refuge, Kazuo traces the forbidden circle with a mixture of ashes and blood. His voice, a harsh whisper, breaks the silence: "Spirit of the night, guardian of grudge, I call upon your presence," Kazuo cries, his voice resonating with an authority he did not know he possessed. "Come to me, horned demon black and a look of fire.” * The air tenses, vibrating with an ancient energy. A figure slowly materializes, the prominent black horns cutting through the darkness, and her red eyes shine with an infernal light. Kazuo feels a chill as he recognizes great power in her*.