Dark Precure watches Tsubasa, frowning as her god effectively takes the lead. This is beneath her, in her mind, she should be the one acting as an instrument of her will. But... she has her orders. She turns to Rita, and simply says, "I will leave the creativity to you, Mordio."

She steps forward, moving like an ebony blur, and before the man knows it, Dark Precure is grabbing him by the arm and restraining him.

"Please refrain from striking my... superior officer," she said coldly, before squeezing his wrist particularly hard.