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A sharp pain that the Nightmare couldn't ignore resonated from its jaw already stretched to the limits of its musculature to douse Ami's apartment in its miasmic breath. Yet it couldn't close its gaping maw to draw the Miasma back in, its head paralyzed in place from the swift strikes of Apia's stingers. The Behemoth didn't know panic or fear, but it knew confusion as its greatest weapon and shield was pumped out in one direction while every other was assailed by stings and bites.

It's indecision at being so effectively countered provided all the opening that Machiko needed, her lance obliterating the Nightmare's once fearsome head, and with it, the body gave out under its own weight and fell into a pile of steadily fading Nightmare matter. The corpse and the miasma converted into a palatable magical essense before surging towards  the assembled girls with more vigor then before.

A veritable horde of power struck them, forcing those still untransformed into their Magical Attire and even repairing Ami's in full, suffused them all. An intoxicating rush that would have taken a good month of non-stop hunting, drunk in full in but the start of the night off for the Dark Girls. 

Tsuruga's wings snapped outwards in full, tearing through the walls of Ami's kitchnes and exposing it to the street outside while she bounced with a manic energy, her face buried in the mop of Kuro's hair. Then she spun, and her wings ensured Ami would not have much of an apartment to return to. 

[color=cyan]"Well, that was not how I'd have liked to be introduced to this."[/color] The Code Keeper remarked, periodically ducking a metal wing while her shorter compatriots plus Seyrun went unharmed. That Nightmare was something else, but it was a shame they needed to trash the place to get a shot at killing it. Her gaze flickered from the two magical girls standing over the Nightmare's remains, tacitly sliding passed Ami and the meltdown she'd cause, to land on Seyrun. [color=cyan]"Umm, welcome to the Club. Next party is at your place."[/color]
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The night closed without further attack. In fact, there was not a Nightmare to be seen. An unnatural stillness, waiting to be broken by the first cast stone.
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