[color=mediumpurple]"Hm?"[/color] Eliza hummed in curiosity when Cindy asked her for a request. Seems there was still a few that haven't heard about Elvira's party. Looking at the invitation she was given, the witch was about to ask where to go when the location was shown on screen. Seems she was the only one with the best chance of going without detection. [color=mediumpurple][i]'Feeling like the Solid Snake of the group right now.'[/i][/color] Eliza thought. 

 [color=mediumpurple]"Right, I shall accept thy request, your Highness."[/color] Eliza's illusion cloak reappeared on her shoulders, hiding her wings once more. [color=mediumpurple]"Come on, Theresa."[/color] Her familiar returned to owl form, and followed the witch out.
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 Valerie grinned when her lightning strike managed to hit Sirkkeli, and when Penny took the opportunity to do some ranged damage herself. Charging up another blast, it seemed they were about to win when the other android girl was suddenly blinded, stunned by a different sort of liquid from the insectoid. Seeing as Sirrkeli was distracted, Valerie hurried to think of a way to ambush her. Grabbing her broken katana, the android focused her magic on creating a makeshift blade, made of pure lightning, and rushed up to her adversary, aiming to stab through her.
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 Amanda was no stranger to the Overcity, as expansive as it might seem. But she didn't expect herself to stumble into the Entertainment District. For a more shady side of the city, no one seemed to pay any mind to her at the moment. The mage wondered why. She then noticed a pair of magical girls across the street, one that was definitely [i]NOT[/i] supposed to be wandering into a place like- Oh dear. Amanda facepalmed when she saw that one of the two darker magical girls was in the middle casting a spell without the other pair knowing. [b][color=violet]"Why do I feel like I know where this is going...?"[/color][/b] She muttered, opening her spellbook. Several crystals formed behind her as she approached the suspicious girls. 

 [b][color=violet]"Hasn't anyone told you two not to take advantage of those smaller than you?"[/color][/b] The mage had asked, in a deadpan manner.
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 As quickly as she used her hype magic, bloodlust had eclipsed the emotion, sending a harsh chill down Celia's spine. [color=powderblue][i]"Gah, w-why me!?"[/i][/color] The empath felt like the cold had slapped her in the face, but she had to tolerate it anyways. Looking back over to Anaya, the spirit girl had managed to destroy the Feral clone before it could attack, having rapidly fired her guns at it till they ran out of ammo. [color=mistyrose]"And that's why you always carry silver bullets."[/color] She said, standing back up. Anaya looked back over to the stage in dissapointment. Did they really have to end it so soon? She was just starting to have fun! 

 Though it seems the other Ferals were interested in ripping apart the few magical girls that were inside the null field before (sans Endsinger's corpse), Anaya's attention was set on the one thing the lich left behind. The guitar.

 [color=mistyrose]"Jackpot."[/color]

 The spirit girl sprinted onto the stage, reaching for the guitar. By the chance she had grabbed it before anyone else, Anaya would use her spirit magic to give it new strings, then amp it up with sound magic to knock the Feral clones attacking the beacon girls (and Viva I guess) back, giving them a chance to either run or retaliate. While Celia followed up behind her to provide support for the small group, having gathered a good bit of bloodlust magic, to her own dismay. [color=powderblue]"The next time I get invited to something like this, I'd rather throw myself into a horror's maw, I swear to god..."[/color]