[Gone is the iconic red and block spotted suit, instead the red is covered in black crisscrossing threads, the elbow-length black glove on her right hand the only solid color of her outfit. Every time she captures a victim with the threads shooting out of her glove, she leaves them bound and helpless, their greatest secrets stained onto their skin.]

Lͩͨ̓̍̔̃a͑̉̆ͫ̈dͭͦ̓̅ͯy͗ͮͦb̀̈́͛u͋g͗ͩ͗̽ ͬ͆̊͗͌̒̍i͋͒s͊́͐ͬͨ͗̋ ͛͒̍͂nͧ̑̔o ͒̊mor̄̒ͪeͮ.ͫ̄̓̊̅ [The cruel smile on her face is a mockery of the kind, confident one she normally wears.] ̇͛͒̏ͯ̍I ̇a͌͌mͮ͑ͫ ͯͪͦͭ̋̌̋t̐̓ͯh̅͊ͪ̏͌e̎ U̐ͯ̋n̂̍r͗a̔͋̅ͦv͆e͑̎̃̽̃̾ľ͆e̍͋ͧ̓ͥr ̈͛̿̑ͥ̈ͪaͫ͒̃ͤ̓n̅̓͐̈́d͗͆̇̉̾ͭͫ ̂̾Ḯ̉̃̍ ͧ̿ͨwͣ̔͂͗̾́ìͦ͐l͊̂̂lͬͫ̓ͫ bͣͯ̾̒͆̎̍r̅͆̋ͨ̄̓͗i̇͗ͤn̽ͩg y̋ͤ͆̆̈oͧ́̃ͪͩͬͪu͒͑̉̚rͫ ̆͂̔͌s͊eͦ͌cͤ̎̐̊͛͗r̀͂͐̔e͆ͥ̿t̅͑͗̂ͤs͋ͧ̈́̋ͨ ͌ͨ̈́ͭtͤ̐̇ò ̾͛ͨ̊ͪͤlͩi̋gͨh̍̍̓t͒̍̓̉ͪ̏̌!̇͗̅̋̊ ͪ̚

[The girl that had once been Ladybug punctuates her declaration by sending the thread after Chat Noir, with all the intention of capturing him.]