"Oof!"
Someone.. or something, had landed on Amelia. After a moment of struggling the mass rolled off of her and she looked to see if it was Kito. It was some stranger. She frowned. Did he not want to at least see what was going on?

Not even a moment after that thought, Amelia saw her best friend saunter over to the dead body. She realized with horror what she was witnessing. He had been possessed by whatever it was. Now she was angry, but the being was more powerful than her. The only way to get him to his normal self was to enact the ritual. It was no longer about the strange being, but her friend. She took a knife and gingerly sliced open her flesh. The blood dribbled across her palm and pooled before cascading to the sands below. She offered her hand to the vortex, but her eyes remained fixed on Kito.