"You're Kyubey, right?" Arwen asked, tucking some of her hair behind her ear. It certainly looked like the creature Prescott had described. "I've come to make a contract."
✂ — { The Incubator stared at the women before him for a while, he tilted his head a bit quite curious as to how she knew about him. “That is correct, Kyubey is his name, and you are?” Red orbs gazed in interest, and as she finished her sentence his cat like grin grew. Kyubey no longer cared how she knew of him, or how she found him. He was simply going to get straight into business. “Is that so? You know what happens when you form a contract right? You’ve placed yourself as a Magical Girl and obtain the duty to destroy Witches. And that Kyubey can only grant one wish, any wish whatsoever.” A slight pause, “If you are aware of that then state your wish.”







