[u][center][h2][color=7ea7d8]♫𝄞 𝄪 Amélie Renard 𝄪 𝄞♫[/color][/h2][/center][/u]

It had not taken long before the rest of the city's defenders came onto the scene. From eccentric show givers to more down the earth individuals who, like herself, seemed to care more about the job than the show. 

[b]"Thank you ma'am!"[/b] said one kid not much older than ten, when Amélie dropped him off with an officer.

[color=7ea7d8]"Hurry up. Events seems to be evolving faster than anticipated..."[/color]

Just as the magical girl made her way atop another building to look on was when the giant Tori gate started acting up. The large flying ship she had seen earlier, which crashed into the ice, seemed to be a prime target as dozens of Yokais converged on it's location. So that would be her target as well, she thought as she began jumping from roof to roof until she came to the water's - or rather ice's - edge. There she launched herself into the coming yokais, mostly still small fries as the biggest and meanest came out the gate more recently and, therefore, were still some ways. She sliced and diced her way through the horde, more than once jumping above the enemies and skipping her way through the air until she landed on the tip of the ship's bow, where her attack's melody ended as she kicked a Yokai that had managed to reach this part of the ship, but of course more were coming all around. 

However something else caught her attention - the red haired girl seemed to have met her match as the sound of a gunshot could be heard and her rider-less motorcycle was sent flying towards the gate. 

Now, it was entirely possible that the magical girl had more aces up her sleeve or that someone else would swoop in and help, but Amélie would not - no, [i]could [/i]not stand by with the slightest chance that none of the above happened. As the same Yokai who she had kicked before finally managed to climb his way up again, proud of itself, she used it as a stepping stone to throw herself down towards the ground, blade first. Fortunately, magic often times cared little for logic and her sword found cushion in the form of a Yokai head.

From there on out, since the enemies became tougher, Amélie focused on dodging and weaving through the horde looking like an ice skater zigzagging between her foes. Fortunately, she could take advantage of the gap the make her way to where the magical girl seemed to have been shot. She passed in between the Biker Grannys, kicking herself off of one of them to land between where she believed Ryofy might have landed and the Yokais, pointing her weapon at the Yokai. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Prepare to become inspiration for my grand orchestra, Monsters. I won't let innocents nor defenders of this city be hurt by your kind if I still draw breath."[/color]

Yet, despite these words, Amélie was woefully aware that more of the horde might be converging to them now. All the same, she was ready ot hold her ground.