[h2][center][color=crimson]♥[/color][color=black]♠[/color][color=crimson]♦[/color][color=black]♣[/color] [color=darkmagenta]Ayumu Harasawa[/color] [color=crimson]♥[/color][color=black]♠[/color][color=crimson]♦[/color][color=black]♣[/color] [color=darkmagenta]Phantasmagoria[/color] [color=crimson]♥[/color][color=black]♠[/color][color=crimson]♦[/color][color=black]♣[/color][/center][/h2]
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Once beside her partner, Phantasmagoria jumped off the jackalope's back, and with a wave of her hand, it vanished into swirling black mist. She dodged one of the books that scattered across the roof as the blonde swung a bag to block Kiru's attack. [color=darkmagenta]"Kiru, sorry I've gotta do this..."[/color] Phantasmagoria took off her hat, the smoke-like substance pouring from it and forming several crow shapes. Their talons grasped the ragged extensions of Kiru's cape, holding her back from the blonde.

The magician's breath rushed out in a sigh of relief. Books. Just books. Nothing worse. Were the duo facing anyone else, Ayumu would have sneered, asking if that was the best they could do. Not this time. The stranger looked like a light magical girl, but her aura... Ayumu couldn't place it. It didn't feel like any light presence she'd ever known, or any dark one. All she knew was it gave her the feeling that if anyone got on the blonde's bad side, they'd be in deep trouble indeed.

Like she and Kiru were undoubtedly in now.

[color=darkmagenta]"Ehh, please excuse my partner, she just got a little carried away there."[/color] Phantasmagoria explained, a cautious smile creeping across her face as she advanced, placing herself between Kiru and the scowling girl. [color=darkmagenta]"Couldn't help but wonder though,"[/color] she added, tilting her head, trying to deflect the question, [color=darkmagenta]"You don't seem to be a face we've seen in the light crowd, who might you be?"[/color]

Her eyes shifted from the stranger to a winged girl fluttering over and settling nearby. [color=darkmagenta]"Ahh, well I remember you all right. The flower fairy from the park."[/color] Again, Ayumu refrained from taunting. The pixie wasn't a threat, but who knew what the girl with the strange aura might try if anyone made a wrong move.

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[center][h2][color=paleturquoise]✦[/color][color=aqua]✧[/color][color=teal]✦[/color] [color=darkturquoise]Tama Miyara[/color] [color=aqua]✧[/color] [color=darkturquoise]Angelite[/color] [color=teal]✦[/color][color=aqua]✧[/color][color=paleturquoise]✦[/color][/h2][/center]
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[color=darkturquoise]"Gaia!"[/color] As Yui took to the air, Tama sprinted after her. The adrenaline was starting to wear off, some of the battle fatigue returning, but she pushed on. [color=darkturquoise]"We've got your back. Like you say, together."[/color]

She could already feel auras of corruption seeping through the air, some of them familiar yet twisted. Angelite's fingernails dug into her palms. So many magical girls gone astray... and the worst thing was, she couldn't exactly say she blamed them. Trying to block out memories of happier times, she stopped by an office block, from the top of which she could sense something else. Something odd. Something powerful. 

Frowning at the bizarre presence, she stared up at the distant forms atop the building. Gaia, standing in front of two girls, one of whom Angelite recognised with a pang. Trick of the Light, or whatever she called herself now. And in the middle, a deceptively ordinary looking blonde radiated that surge of energy. Tama turned her attention from the group to her comrades. If a confrontation between light, dark, and some other force entirely was about to break out, she wouldn't just stand by. They were a team. They had to stick by their leader, just as they'd agreed to do.

Somehow.

[color=darkturquoise]"Hmm, it'd be easier to keep up the deal if my wings worked like Gaia's,"[/color] Tama muttered. [color=darkturquoise]"Clusters of rocks may be useful for fighting with, but flying, not so much."[/color] She glanced upwards, mulling over options. Encasing her hands and feet in rough crystal shells would give her enough grip to climb, if she extended the points and grasped on to ledges, but that would take a while, and wouldn't help Alara or Soma... Soma. Of course. Remembering the shield user's full power in action, she faced her.

[color=darkturquoise]"Alright Soma, this might call for those spiral shields of yours,"[/color] Tama suggested. [color=darkturquoise]"Think you could create ones tall enough to take us to the top if we held on?"[/color]