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Cook, as she introduced herself, was up on her feet and ready to go despite the tumble. The incident had distracted Hata from the immediate and rather drastic changes to herself. However, the confusion of identity made the newly minted girl reflect on herself for just a moment. Her eyes drifted and followed the globe that floated into her vision. [color=deepskyblue]"Ah ha!"[/color] Things began to click into place and she brightened up. Whether it made any sense to anyone else was another thing. [color=deepskyblue]"Yes yes! It's nice to meet you Cook, Nails. You can call me Kami."[/color] While she would have liked to stay and chat with all her new old friends, there was a student to save and some of them were already on the move. 

Bounding into action, Kami cheerfully skipped her way in the direction of danger. Something clearly had happened to her, but Kami was barely bothered by the changes. The childlike energy only tempered by the concerning circumstance and environment she found herself in. Whose nightmare could this be? That question would soon be answered as she approached a stage. She spotted and heard Watanabe at about the same time. This creature though, it was a twisted mockery of the boy's efforts. Clearly stretched to his limits the Shroud had taken advantage and turned it into this monstrosity. 

[color=deepskyblue]"You let Watanabe go! You talk like you know what he wants, but he's stronger than that!"[/color] 

Seeing the flames on the school objects, Kami reaches out and touches a finger to the tropics near the Caribbean. As she draws her finger back, a trail of water gushed from the spot. Pointing at the doll, the stream of water rushed outward and became a torrential swirl of wind and rain intent on putting out the fires.