[center][h1][color=Crimson]Savannah Churchill[/color][/h1][/center] 
 
	Everything had gone to hell. Aaron- their unofficial 'leader'- had been grabbed by the noodles, so much that he most likely couldn't move.  Worst of all, one of the meatballs had effectively sprouted eyes, ears,  and arms, and was staring at them while chewing on something- namely the guards that it had just taken a bite out of.
 
	Savannah was frozen. Frozen in pure, real fear. A meatball with claws that had just ripped apart two people with no effort at all was staring at her- why shouldn't she be scared? She knew she should move, knew she should do something, but she couldn't.
  
	[color=9e0039]"And you there, Blondie, don't just fucking stand around doing nothing! Help them too for fuck's sake!"[/color] said Angelique, who was to her right. This comment snapped Savannah back into reality, and instead of glaring at the girl, she gave her the middle finger, and ran off towards the noodles holding Aaron in its clutches.
 
	Once the girl reached the noodle, she grabbed ahold of it with both hands, and pushed her energy into it. Soon enough, a large sigil appeared on it. Relieved that something actually happened, but quite disturbed all the same, Savannah let out a breath.


	[color=Crimson]"Here to help!"[/color] she yelled at Aaron and the redhead.