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Grisaia didn't see any air of deception coming from the shorter blonde, so with a curt nod, the two split, Flame taking the front while he remained at the rear with the Mistress. From where he was, he had a pretty good idea of where everyone was positioned, and as they approached more cultists, they swiftly managed to be taken down by one of the four of them protecting the group. It as little hard delegating his magical gate to the two full Spirits as both siphoned off of him whenever they needed to. He eventually found himself carrying a little girl that was lagging behind the group while his other hand was holding the Mistress' rather tightly.

The group found themselves heading towards the Noble District as the guards mentioned, where another group of people were fighting off the cultist coming after them. With there inclusion, the cultists were easy enough to handle, Grisaia mostly staying towards the outskirts of the fighting with the Mistress and the little girl while Adhara and Anubis jumped into the fray, earth and water working together in ways most had never seen. He was originally following a young girl with dove wings fly over the chaos they found themselves in, but they eventually made their way up to the sound of a voice, one that cut up and above the mess below.

Whoever this guy was...he was spouting utter nonsense at first; at least to him. However, the mention of his own surname made his blood boil. He needed to get beck to the mansion, but that would just put the Mistress in even more danger...leaving her here without anyone to watch over her...he couldn't. Pretty sure that Vertti also heard the elf cultist, Grisaia turned to her.
[color=lemonchiffon][b]"What...wh-what should I do?"[/b][/color] The boy asked, his voice small and quiet, much like a child's. A habit he's had long before being saved by Vertti. He was a servant after all. Whenever he was overloaded between choices, someone of higher standing would forcibly pick for him whether he liked it or not. This situation was no different.

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Eiko's eyes lit up when Chieko and the others seemed to jump into action. A single flap of her wings and she was back in the air, zipping to and fro to catch any oncoming stragglers and bring them to some form of safety. She then twirled her staff much like a baton of wand and started to deal some damage from a higher ground. Like most, her attention was pulled to the elf cultist as he spoke. Hearing that the Vertti's had even more things to worry about other than Mie made the brunette even more stressed.

However, before she had any chance of following after the man, two devil beasts came down in his stead, one diving straight down on the winged Demi-Human. Luckily she had her staff to sort of hold back the beast from touching her entirely, but that didn't help much when she landed on her back, the wind knocked out of her and the strength leaving her arms for a second before starting to flail, hoping to get the horned beast off of her before anything else bad could happen.