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The appearance of two Light Magical Girls on the battlefield brought about the expected result. Whatever number of Nightmares there were before now clamored towards the two sources of pure magic. A good chunk of them threw themselves at Getsuga while the main pack continued to claw and scratch for the Hag. Then there were those lucky few available to the group of Dark Magical Girls who had claimed this hunt first and foremost. In the end, it didn’t seem like there was going to be enough to go around.

Indeed, the Nightmares were beginning to retire for the night. While the ones engaging Getsuga were slowly defeated one by one, those shadows still engaging the Hag would be shot through with her orb’s power. Dissipating from the world, all Nightmares purged would be useless to absorb for any Dark Magical Girl. Some teams were lucky in their endeavors, such as Roundtable, who would end up absorbing the most power out of this intruded hunt.

Others, like Freezerburn and Knightfall-in which case, Ami’s partner would have hell to pay for not even showing up-would be getting the short end of the metaphorical stick due to the battle’s turnout. Wilted Rose lay in a sort of middle ground between a night’s good hunt and a waste of their time. Such misfortune could have been avoided were it not for the Light Magical Girls. True, some were specifically at fault such as Black Shot’s reckless abandon, but there was no denying the Nightmares had been routed by the light.

The creatures were all gone now anyway, either slayed and purged, or having made a hasty retreat into the shadows. All that remained were the four teams of Dark Magical Girls and the two interlopers. Getsuga’s position was unknown now, but the Hag was in view for everyone to see. It was no surprise that bitter resentment would flair itself into heated words or even aggressive action. After all, the Mascot wasn’t going to stop them from taking it out on the enemy, merely watching from a distance with its tail curled around its paws.

Indeed, the Hag would find herself greatly outnumbered, but not lacking in power. Anything could happen now, be it a fight, an argument, or a muttered retreat. After all, it was getting late, the snow was falling harder, and school was just around the corner. Was it worth it to chew out the Light Magical Girl for her interference? Or was it more desirable to save this for another night? These decisions lay only for the Magical Girls to decide for themselves.
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