No longer able to restrain himself, Tear-Drop Child's deranged grin nearly reached both his ears. His tear tattoo erupted in a golden-blue light before quickly disintegrating. Though, rather than disintegration, it was more like parts of the tear tattoo were leaving the skin of his face and molding into the shape of a small pair of bells.
"You think some jingle-jingles will actually work against me?" Knox Falazar asked laughingly. "How about you start taking out magical hairbows and chanting to transform into a Magical Girl as well?"
Tear-Drop Child—clearly not a fan of Knox's jokes—finished converting his tear tattoo into a golden-blue pair of bells. They were very simple in design, seemingly nothing special about them.
However, as much as Knox outwardly mocked the bells, he knew better than anyone not to underestimate an opponent whom he knew next to nothing about.
