Mika made tiny snores and as soon as she heard the voice, she made tiny annoyed peeps in her sleep, before she continued to sleep quietly.
Aku wasn’t sure if this was working or if she had heard him, so he tried once more for good measure. This time he sent her something more visual.
The vision was in a silly cartoon style and showed The Protector beating up her favorite friend Aku with a big sword. There was no blood or stabbing — his intention wasn’t to traumatize her — but Aku looked very pathetic and sad while getting whacked repeatedly over the head with the sword.
Mika began to slightly cry in her sleep, but suddenly something happened. She grew more feathers and suddenly was the size of a kid, to the point even her crib was small now. She darted up with a shocked expression.
“DAD NO! DON’T HURT HIM!!!”
Mika looked around nervous. She jumped out of her crib and shrieked out a teleporter to teleport to Akunoakuma’s universe.
Without a way of knowing what had happened, Aku teleported himself to the same dimension and appeared outside his counterpart’s citadel where he had a full view of the fight unfolding.
Already, the Protector had landed a slice on his counterpart and the fight had only just begun. The sword, it seemed, was legit. Aku’s hands were in fists as he watched, snarling.

“PROTECTOR! PUT THAT THING AWAY!” he roared. “DO NOT FORGET MY WARNING!”














