Sabine flipped out of range, narrowly missing the giant claw that came her way. She looked up at the beast before her. Black fur covered the seven-foot deadly creature; its yellow eyes bore straight into her. She looked past to the reclusive figure standing at a safe distance away. Her attire had transformed into a blue dress that resembled a peacock's tail. A feathered fan hid her face, but Sabine knew she was watching the fight closely. Sabine's own attire had also changed into a purple and black outfit. One that shot guilt through her every second she had it on. She had barely time to transform before the bear attacked her. She gritted her teeth, frustrated that it came to them fighting with the miraculouses.
She twirled her staff and got into a defensive stance. The bear charged her with a roar, its claws scraping the pavement as it built up speed. Sabine crouched low, her eyes narrowing. The bear lunged, and Sabine shot underneath it. She slid past and rolled up behind it. Back turned, Sabine returned the attack with her staff, only for it to thud with little effect against the bear's back. The bear twisted around, catching Sabine with one of its claws and sending her flying. She yelped in pain, smacking hard into the pavement. She looked up and rolled out of the way as the bear slammed its paws into the spot she had occupied seconds before. The ground shook underneath her from the force, and she was suddenly aware of a strong metallic taste in her mouth.
Sabine stood up just to immediately duck down again. With a grunt, she swept her staff, knocking the bear on its back. The bear cried out, momentarily stunned. Sabine used this time to jump away from the bear. "Emilie, please, I don't want to fight you!"
Emilie glared at her. "Get up, beast, and do your job. Protect me!"
The bear rolled over to its stomach. Sabine felt a pang in her chest. She held out her staff and the top popped open, revealing a white butterfly. "My little akuma, I feel anger and pain of a protector struggling to do his job. Akumatize him, so that he may be given the strength to continue."
She covered the butterfly in her palm and it changed from the pure white it was before to a dark purple. It flew from its nesting area and fluttered to the hulking beast getting back up. However, Emilie saw the insect. "As if I'll let you take my creations."
She closed her fan, and the bear disappeared. This was all the distraction Sabine needed to close the gap between her and Emilie. Emilie looked up in time to see Sabine bringing down her staff. Pavement cracked under the blow of the staff. Sabine wasted no time in continuing her attacks one after another, staying constantly within range of her opponent. "I guess you don't know everything after all, or else you would have read in the book the part about how my butterflies need a median."
Sabine whipped around and jabbed the end of her staff at the torso of Emilie. A loud crunch made her stop. She looked back and saw she had hit the miraculous. Her eyes widened. Emilie leaned over and coughed up blood. She looked up, blood dripping out of the corner of her mouth. Her eyes flamed a crimson red. She grabbed the staff and kicked an off-guarded Sabine back. Before Sabine could recover, Emilie brought the staff down on her head, knocking her to the ground unconscious.
Emilie leaned on the staff and looked down at the limp form of her once friend. Blood trickled down Sabine's head and more dripped onto her face from Emilie's mouth. She wiped the blood from her mouth and knelt beside the body.
"We could have worked together, she whispered. Emilie coughed into her hand, splattering it in blood. Her head started to pound. "It's time we parted for good."
Emilie grabbed the brooch off Sabine and stumbled away.