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[sub][@Sho Minazuki][@Lonewolf685][@Amaterasu][/sub][/center]
The world was full of miracles, impossibilities made possible at the whim of the Gods.

But watching night turn to day with the flash of a muzzle, Otis looked at this and promised that he'd outdo both the Archvolt's design and Seirin's blessing one day. Holstering his own gun, the Strigidae supported her as she jolted back from the strange light that reentered her, before in the same moment slipping his phone into her pocket. They weren't friends, not yet. You didn't become close just because you helped someone. But Seirin was a teenager who didn't know what social media was, and Otis was a Strigidae who would have known nothing of the world beyond the forest if a stranger hadn't humored him. He patted the pocket once, just to surreptitiously inform her of the gift, before saying, voice still cold, neutral, and very aware that Shinzou could still be lurking somewhere in the shadows, [color=f7941d][b]"You'll be alright."[/b][/color]

Distancing himself from Seirin once more, Otis was about to turn back to Utsumi, when he felt a strange weight settle on his hand. In the destruction of the aberrant mythos and in its return to Seirin, a strange bell laid in his palm, glowing gold and emanating an inextricably comforting sensation. A fragment of a miracle, the last piece that remained after the obliteration of the whole. A smile began to crest his features, but he clamped down on those bubbling emotions. Such a black box of knowledge could be studied at another time; for now, he had an ally to attend to.

It was funny, after all, that even with all this combat, only Lorelai came out of it injured, and only because she let herself get shot by him. [color=f7941d][b]"Hey,"[/b][/color] Otis called out, tossing the bell at her. [color=f7941d][b]"I'm lending you this. Heal up."[/b][/color] In just as alert a fashion, his neck snapped two hundred and ten degrees to meet Koyuki's eyes again. [color=f7941d][b]"And an illusion please. Make Seirin over there look like..."[/b][/color] A quick cycle of names and faces, before settling onto one. [color=f7941d][b]"...Asta."[/b][/color]