[center][h1][color=forestgreen]Yeshua Sands - Terrorkeet[/color][/h1][/center]

The very last thing Yeshua wanted to do was go out and confront another GMG knowing the MFF was already engaged, scrambling about like the locusts they were. A spike of primal resentment struck her like a thorn caught underfoot, a minor annoyance that she couldn't shake free and disturbed her with its incessant presence. No sooner could she clear her mind to focus upon the present did she then recall the sight of her caged sister and bristle with a toxic animosity that sickened her. 

She was a nice person. Yeshua doesn't [i]hate[/i] people. But the seed of resentment was taking root and her heart felt like a heavy weight hanging from her neck as she followed Diva off the invisible carrier. The flight down was smooth in her enlarged monster form, a spinning shell of air currents raised in advance for when the sneaky MFF tried to shoot them down. 

A precaution she felt validated for seeing them scurrying in force to try and curtail Diva's psychotic sister. Perching herself on a building above Hyperfang she flicked her gaze between the sisters and the tightening cordon of MFF. Flexing her wings, feather's shot off all around her, swiftly pulled into the wind barrier to form a physical element in case she needed to absorb something not easily redirected, like a high powered laser.

[color=forestgreen]"It's been a long day, so I  suggest you sisters take this down to normal size and hash things out elsewhere. Unless you really want the MFF to snatch you both up when your two tired to resist."[/color]