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One moment, Daybreak was struggling to get through this alive. Winded, wounded, surrounded, outnumbered, and caught off guard by an unexpected foe, she was starting to think her destiny was to fall in defense of Hibusa. The inside of her helmet blared warnings about systems failing, lines between a girl and her cybernetic combat suit blurring as her flying tumble became more of a fall. Hizuki felt what she assumed was the chill of death about to take her (perhaps some result of the foul substance the tengu had spewed, she thought) as she fought to right herself.

Then, suddenly, she was ascending. In a bridal carry. Performed by [i]Rei Ishiko[/i] of all people. Daybreak had considered many potential results of tonight, a number of potential events leading to those, and none of those thoughts had included "bridal carried out of danger by the Demon of Hibusa." Either she was actually dead, or the rumors about Schrade had been greatly exaggerated. 

Well, in some ways. 

As she started to fall, she saw the disintegrating remains of the tengu she'd been locked in combat with, effortlessly dispatched in less than the time it'd taken for her to execute her first attack on one. Then she was in Rei's arms again, and then on the ground. [color=yellow]"Huh?"[/color] The bewildered light girl almost didn't see Rei effortlessly dispatch [i]the entire force of miseria[/i] in moments, distracted as she was by trying to sort out exactly what the fuck just happened and how she felt about it. A complex mix of emotions including relief, dread, and abject confusion swirled about in her head as she looked around, trying to verify what she was seeing.

Her eyes turned to Evil Eye, seeking confirmation. [color=yellow]"That just happened, right? I didn't actually get killed there?"[/color]