"Seems like the cardi was pretty rough on you, little sister."
She took the vial out of Emiko's hand and brought it back to the other items. By now the matriarch stood next to her.
"Yes, now you are my sister." her hand reached up to her mask and she removed it. Emiko could now see her entire face. She was a Kusarian woman in her twenties."No more secrets between us, sister. My name is Aya Ishikawa, the matriarch of the Chrysanthemums. You will never fight alone again."