That colorful and towering figure appeared silently, its image full of weirdness and incongruities—it was composed of a large stack of geometric figures, as if the graffiti by the platform had flowed down from the wall and layered on the ground to form this product, the edges of countless geometric figures quivering, colorful and sharp lines accumulating into a rough human shape, constantly twisting into various bizarre poses before the long-haired princess.
The long-haired princess held a golden giant sword, but didn't rashly strike, carefully adjusting her posture and footing while slowly saying: "The train is about to arrive, don't mess around on the platform."
The colorful and bizarre heap reacted somewhat to the long-haired princess's words, with the constituent colorful geometric shapes beginning to drip onto the ground like melting wax.
