[i]Well, that's just creepy.[/i] The gate was now pouring out even more youkai, and Midori was starting to get worried. Sure, there was a small army of magical girls who had showed up, but they were too spread out. Too isolated. Too [i]vulnerable[/i]. They needed to link up, work together and punch a hole in the enemy lines.

A massive oni lumbered towards Midori and unleashed a haymaker of a two-handed club swing straight at her head. She coolly leaned out of the first strike, then spun around and blocked the reverse attack with a conjured wall of starlight. But this was a lethally bad situation. One hit from the brute would be enough to leave her a smear on the asphalt, and that only if she was lucky. Backpedaling as fast as she could, she unleashed blasts of magical light, slowing it down significantly, but her powers seemed to be dwindling. Apparently, whatever the magical equivalent of stamina was- she didn't have squat of it. "Anybody?! Please! I'm down here fighting, and I could really use some help!"