Amara felt the tell-tale sting that signaled the presence of a Primordial nearby. It was very close. [i]That apartment can wait![/i] She thought as she altered her course toward the presence. On the way, she transformed into her Magical Girl garb. Recognizing the feel of death, she made a small detour that could save her life. With that done, she ran toward a bamboo thicket and jumped the fence. As she did so, she aimed a light (for her) kick at a small, vaguely feline form that she recognized. 

	She took in the details fast, there was a terrified normal girl running from a shadowy from with long, bloody, metal claws beside a cold stream. She let out a battle cry as she jumped over the girl, while summoning her Death Scythe. She caught a descending claw on the haft of her weapon. The thing seemed surprised at Amara's sudden appearance, but it didn't hesitate to go on the offensive. Amara calmly fought the thing at high speed, their weapons blurring into attacks and blocks. She slipped a little and earned a cut on her cheek for it. But a moment later, she mentality called the zombie cat she had stopped to raise. It screeched in a warbling tone and threw itself on the primordial's head, clawing it up and distracting it long enough to allow Amara to cut one of it's appendages off at the wrist. It's head soon followed. The thing slowly dissolved into nothing as Amara put away her scythe, and stopped to pet the undead cat, which was nuzzling up to her like a normal cat. She turned to make sure the girl was all right. [color=989898] "Are you okay?" [/color] she asked her, forgetting for a moment how frightening her appearance was in her Magical Girl form.