[h2]Kubo Emi[/h2]

Emi, in the midst of awkwardly trying to deny the factual cuteness, had her demeanour change, much like the rest of the group upon the sight of blood. She didn't [i]like[/i] to claim she was used to such a sight, but it was a morbid reminder of the dangers these demons posed. Not every sortie could result in zero casualties, and as much as Emi liked to believe that whoever was attacked was somehow still alive... it was best not to pin their hopes on that.

Her ears twitched at the sound of something falling from inside one of the shops, putting her on high alert. Was it a demon? She'd expect them to be a lot more aggressive and unwilling to just hide, maybe it was a civilian accidentally brushing against something? gh, she should've been paying more attention, instead of focusing on the blood...

Kaida took the initiative in advancing, with Rika seeming rather agitated as she followed. Not that Emi didn't disagree with her sentiment, but Kaida [i]was[/i] an experienced agent, she was sure that Kaida was fully prepared to fend off a possible attack. With Rika and Kaeru there as well, not even a Devil could hope to surprise them, right? Still, Emi was uneasy. Would a Devil-class even bother with hiding? Would something that powerful feel the need to skulk in the shadows? What was the best way to proceed from here?

After a brief moment of consideration, Emi made her decision, summoning her two clones with a puff of blue, mystical smoke. Wordlessly, they both fanned out from the way they came, keeping an eye on their surroundings, just in case. With any luck, they could serve as a diversion to attract potential attackers, alerting the group just in case her worst fears were realised. After all, she didn't like the idea of leaving Akira with just her own demon as protection.

"Stay alert," Emi advised, now approaching the sports shop. Fox flames danced upon her fingertips as she prepared for the worst.