Peach casts a summon

There was a bright splash of blue light, and standing between the fighters was a bright blue-skinned woman. She wore clothes like a dancer, or a gypsy, her hair in great dreadlocks and braids.

"I am Shiva," she confessed. "I await your command, Mistress Peach."

Peach grinned cruelly. "Well, I may be princess, but I'm a fairly lenient ruler. Perhaps you'd like to indulge a little with this wench with me?"

Shiva's steely blue eyes gazed down at Tifa.