[center][h2]Kochiya Sanae[/h2][h3]??? — Ruined Church[/h3][/center]
Once her barrier had been established and its defensive strength was confirmed (no thanks due to the next incoming volley of arrows bouncing off of it), Sanae took a moment to look around towards the other people who had been dragged to wherever [i]this[/i] was. The general confusion among the group was quite palpable—understandably so, given that she was feeling much the same. One even went so far as to call them all [i]ghosts[/i], which... Was he some sort of American exorcist or something? The way he spoke made it seem like it, and the assertion that they were all not-quite-dead was something the young girl decided was better to internalize as "what he was used to handling" than "they were all actually in some sort of Hell" right now.

...Though, if they really [i]were[/i] dead, maybe she could find someone who knew the Yama? That seemed like an easy enough way to get in contact with someone who might at least let her talk to someone back in Gensokyo.

Regardless of the actual situation, though, the brief thanks and introduction from the oddly small girl gave Sanae enough reason to respond in kind. Without any active threat in front of them, she could at least do that much.

"Ah... My name is Kochiya Sanae... Er... Maybe the Western order makes more sense here? Kochiya is my family name, Sanae given. I'm a wind priestess at the Moriya Shrine; functionally, though, I work as a shrine maiden. I'll be in your care," she stated towards the group before giving a bow in turn. "As for where this is... Your guess would be as good as mine. And I am most certainly [i]not[/i] a ghost. Probably. Hopefully."

It was then, though, that the [i]mecha[/i] dropped in, and Sanae's eyes lit up like stars in the night sky. Though it was most certainly not the time to ask questions [i]about[/i] him, the young woman made a mental note to herself to pry into those details later. Preferably when they weren't being peppered by projectiles or at risk in general, if possible.

By this point, though, the young man kneeling on the ground—who looked to have barely entered his teenage years—who had been protecting his sister finally seemed to snap back to reality. Seeing all of these people (and one odd... Golem?) brought here all of a sudden and moving to protect him brought him to the verge of tears.

"Y-yes!" he almost shouted as his sister's pained expression began to relax a bit when one of the smaller girls walked over to heal her. "The Raven Heralds—they came to my town. Said they were looking for my sister—looking for Millie. Our dad told us to run, and after that..."

The young man trailed off for a second before shaking his head and looking towards the group with a small glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Please, I don't know what magic brought you here, but if that goddess said that you were heroes or something, then maybe you can save us—save my home!"

Having been listening intently to the boy's impassioned cry for help, Sanae glanced outside for a brief moment to see that there were indeed soldiers of some sort bearing down on the church. That explained the arrows, at the very least.

"Well, this certainly [i]looks[/i] like an incident to me, and if people are getting injured or dying, then it wouldn't be right to just stand by and watch," she responded before one of the others who had arrived called for her to take the barrier down as she walked towards the door. It was fairly clear that she intended to fight, and assuming the competency of those who were brought here was on par with or better than hers...

Hopefully that trust would be rewarded.

"I'll drop the barrier after the next volley hits, then. Please be ready to move to a safer part of the church if you don't plan on heading out to fight," Sanae stated, nodding towards the pair of siblings and the draconic-loooking woman as she rose into the air. "Oh, good, I can still fly here. But, right then; we can figure things out afterwards, I hope."

As promised, when the next set of arrows bounced off of the magical barrier, Sanae swiftly dispelled it in turn—only to see that the woman who had asked her to bring it down had used the [i]door[/i] as a projectile weapon. It seemed to have hit a few of the soldiers head on and sent them careening (with the door, of course) into the woods.

She couldn't help but whistle at the level of strength she would expect from an oni being put on display here.

"...Oh! Right! Gotta help cover!" she said before flying through the hole in the rooftop and glancing around the area. There seemed to be... A fair number of soldiers collapsing in on the church ruins, and the topography of the land was [i]incredibly[/i] unfamiliar, but at the very least the area was open enough to let her do her thing.

Rather than use a spell card here, though, it seemed prudent enough to simply fire a hail of [i]danmaku[/i] bullets down at the soldiers who were bearing down on the back entrance. Even if they wouldn't actually leave any lasting harm, covering fire seemed like a better choice than flooding the skies with projectiles... No matter how pretty the patterns were.

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