MoC: You are an asker, something that I can't harm. But I only harm them IF they prevoked me to.

MoC: Sometimes I destroy, but my favorite is when I corrupted them in my own ways.

Mother of Corruption used her umbrella weapon and poked her finger with it, a drop of corrupted blood fell into the tank corrupting the water and changing the fish into a piranha fish.

MoC: You can see why corrupting one shape to another is my favorite, I can manipulate their forms and their will into doing my bidding for victim's desires in return.

MoC: That rose was filled with pure energy, something that us corrupteds can not touch. The pures fear the corrupteds, we have the ability to harm them with one touch.

--meanwhile--

Annihilate is curled around the tower, but it's avoiding to look down and clinging on to the tower. It let out a soft growl in response, since it don't speak much in this monstrous form.