Concept: magical girl series that initially looks like it’s going to take a grim twist, with the whole team getting brutally (but bloodlessly) massacred in their very first monster fight – but then the team leader wakes up the next morning perfectly fine and is like “dude, what the FUCK”.
Whereupon the cute animal sidekick is like: “Oh, when you ‘transform’ we transport your human body to the astral plane and replace it with a magical construct that your mind operates remotely. You were never in any real danger – didn’t you read the orientation manual?”
Our hero is obliged to admit that she did not, in fact, read the orientation manual.
After taking a moment to process, the protagonist asks the question that’s surely on every viewer’s mind: “If my powered up form is a drone, does that mean I can customise it?”
The rest of the series is basically a lighthearted combination of recurring fashion montages with increasingly outlandish customised bodies and the team abusing their conditional immortality to do stupid hold-my-beer stunts while the animal sidekick frets about the budget.