[...]

You really don't know anything.

[The smirk is gone now. Sakura rears back a little, head angled like she's sneering down her nose, and her eyes are flashing with barely contained fury]

Love? I never loved her.

[The tendrils of her garb twist and slide like snakes]

I hated her, always prancing her successes in my face--! But it's different now because she's the weak one! She's the one whose lesser! It doesn't matter how hard she struggles...

[A curse behind Oda. Giant shadows are rising from the ground, three of them, and Sakura's sister readies her blade]

I'm going to kill her.

[Smiling gracefully now, as if she's found her calm again]

I'm the stronger one now.