With a green light flashing.
I see myself flying around twisting my green launter ring.
The light becomes brighter the more I twist it as I fly in the air.
As I feel I repeat the oath over and over again.
In Brighest day, In Darkest Night, No evil shall escape my sight.
Let those who worship evil's might beware my power...
Green Launter's Light!!!
I say the words so quickly my flight speed increases, and my once green clothes become a bright green glowing jumper...
As I see evil in my sight, I fight it with all my might.
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Louise Blake-Michael (Risen Phoenix)
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