More tentacles? That was fine, one or a dozen was hardly an issue so long as they weren't literally flooding the store--in which case, Noriko could see another door that had to lead to another way out of some description. Until then, she could keep the Negari tied up in fighting her long enough that some other magical girl could attack it from the outside and score an easier kill.

That meant she had to keep moving. Another slash could get a tentacle but that left seven more inevitably going to converge on her position: jump up to one shelf and select a new target. Six left but the shelving, [i]and[/i] her chances of getting something to eat here, were almost certainly gone. In a room that was filling with black flesh, was there such a thing as a safe position? Undoubtedly, this one was [i]huge[/i] and with all her emphasis on speed...

The Ripper perched on one tentacle as if it was a tree branch, waiting for the instant the other tentacles would move towards her: if she could get the bunch all tangled up or force the Negari to hurt itself then she would be in a stronger position. Especially once she sliced through her fourth tentacle of the fight. Someone outside would have to finish things, though.