Walking home, Miyako considered it an overall good day. She'd begun to settle into school, the only Primordial attack had been swiftly handled by one of the other girls in their group, and she had started to make friends. All told, the day certainly could have been worse, and for now she liked to keep it as was. She was busy enough with magical girl business anyway, so it was always good to enjoy moments like these when they came about. You never knew when it would happen again. 

As if tempting fate, her desire for peace and gratitude for a calm day was shattered as the feeling of a Primordial washed over her. Two in one day? Well, that was unusual, though that was merely going by her own experience and not that of this place. But still, she couldn't let it pass her by. At least now she wasn't in school, and could make up for her lack of initiative during the attack at lunch.

As the Contractor took off, she quickly ducked off to the side, making her transformation into magical girl form before running after him. Sure, he had a bit of a head start there, but it wasn't major. So long as he didn't vanish again, and she soon stopped caring about him as she honed in on the location of the attack, hoping she would make it in time. 

When she made it there, she found that indeed she wasn't, there a distinct lack of dead or dying people, for which she could be grateful. Instead, though, Miyako found some new magical girl fighting a Primordial already present, and the sound of fighting further away. "Geez," she muttered to herself as she surveyed the scene. "How many girls did the Contractor call for? It's like every girl in the province is crawling out of the woodworks or something."

That said, she summoned her swordstaff and moved in to the fight. Specifically, she had seen a third Primordial off in the bushes somewhere, and that might as well be good enough, since the new arrival seemed to be holding her own for the moment. Naturally Miyako went in swinging, the better to quickly encounter the foe and not allow for sneak attacks. The best magical girl in the world wasn't going to be taken out by something like sheer luck, not if she had something to say about it.