This night. This disorderly night doesn't desist from bringing more abomination. While the WRO members are swathing people with some semblance of order, a new threat awakens. The pagoda masters, revered as [i]mighty gods[/i] in Wutai, had received the stamp of evil before their untimely deaths. Now they're nocturnal servants, doing the bidding of their mistress. One WRO agent happens to catch a glimpse of the reanimated masters. She narrows her eyes, focusing in on them to peruse the situation from afar. Not long after realizing who they are, her vision widens with astonishment. She alerts two of her colleagues close-by, yelling "we have incoming!" At first glance, they aren't sure why their associate is on edge. To them, the shambling gods are just injured civilians in need of their help. The young woman quickly tells them something is amiss with the masters. She explains to her compeers that she saw what happened earlier. Like Yuffie and many others, she was a bystander to Gorky, Shake, Chekhov, and Staniv being thrown out of the window. Having watched Yuffie run towards them, she does the same from several meters behind. It was after Yuffie rushed into the pagoda; the woman approached the quadriad with caution. They were so disfigured--so contorted, there is no way they could have survived. To see them up and about now goes beyond reason. Additionally, she said she could’ve gone into the flaming pagoda to back-up Yuffie. The gravity of everything she saw was too much to bear. She, in lieu, decided to comfort the frighten tourists and the wutainese people in ways she knows how. “It’s apart of my line of work, after all.” With this put into perspective, the two WRO members understand what needs to be done. They enjoin the woman to inform the other agents as to what's going on. They'll hang back and ward off the bereaved for as long as possible. In agreeance, she nods and sprints in the direction of the local pub, where the masses--a few of them--are kept in refuge. The rest fled to their homes for safety, which was ill-instructed by the WRO. They wanted to keep everybody together for obvious reasons. Back at the pagoda, Yuffie faces a dissimilar plight of her own. The once reposed Godo is now approaching his daughter like a frothing beast. Seized with shock and bewilderment, the formerly rageful Yuffie is left helplessly vulnerable. This is displayed through her unclenching fists that hangs limpingly aside. The glower she has is replaced with despair, and already teary browns. Time seems to slow to a crawl as she recollects on her past. Flashes of high and low moments she had with her beloved father. Especially the one from tonight, where Godo expressed his appreciation to Yuffie for taking part in the festival. Two hours before it began. He knows she's a very busy lady. Having to be of service to Gaia and her children on a daily basis. For Yuffie to make reservations to accommodate her father, and Wutai tradition, delighted Godo. Also, as a commemoration to her deceased mother, Kasumi, Yuffie asks Godo if she can wear her kimono. After hearing this, nothing can make him happier than he is in this moment. Godo smiles from ear to ear, doing a cringe-worthy dance to display his jubilance. Yuffie, even though she's slightly embarrassed, let daddy dearest do his thing. Fast-forward into the present, Yuffie comes out of her memorable trance. What she knows of her father back then is misrepresented by this ungodly thing. It may share his lineaments, but it doesn't possess what makes Godo...Godo. It's just a husk driven by predaciousness; to hunt and feed on anyone or anything. Much to her dismay, she must exercise extreme prejudice against this Godo lookalike. Her survival depends on it. Enter the Armament materia... A one-of-a-kind artifact, this silvery materia was created by WRO scientists. Its purpose is to supply the user with militaristic resources such as guns, swords, detonators, tech suits... the works. In Yuffie's case, she calls upon a couple of sentinels to her aide. They appear as holograms, flanking their summoner who takes two steps back. Both materialize instantly, moving in unison to assume a fighting position. No taller than an average human, the sentinels are comprised of a light yet sturdy alloy. A precious metal called adamantite. They needed to be strong enough to take on tasks where their agents cannot. Such as physical feats that exceeds the limits of their human counterparts. Or--in Yuffie’s dilemma--to provide support when the situation calls for it. Just as the corrupt man comes within range, the sentinels engage in offense. With their back turned to one another, they chamber their lead leg and thrust outwardly into a sidekick. Their heels impact the gut simultaneously, causing Godo to reel back with tremendous force. Enough to send him flying through the wall just meters away. The artificial duo reclaims a combative stance once again, taking stronghold to thwart all besetting dangers. Meanwhile, beckoning her right hand with a wave, Yuffie casts frost unto the room. The cold snap deadens the flames that had engulfed the upper level. Transforming the inferno into a dazzling mist that fills the area. Yuffie takes this moment to relocate, concealing her whereabouts for a surprise assault. She is a kunoichi by trade, and trickery is what a ninja does best.