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[color=firebrick][b]"I'm here to catch monkeys"[/b][/color] was Evil Eye's plain reply to Willow's insistence. It was the closest thing to a stern tone she would take with the other club girls outside of a one-on-one conversation, and there would be no self-reflection on her part for the accuracy of her accusation. Evil Eye would target whom she would target, and the true reasons for her obsessions had no need to be understood by anyone, Willow least of all—or least of all herself, perhaps.

As if she had no sense of irony, she continued to observe Hizuki as she attempted to navigate this impossible situation, while her minions did the allegedly more important work of searching for the monkeys. She was too far up to hear Oros' question, but it was evident in her body language. Evil Eye offered a highly visible shrug and a shake of her head that meant many things. She did not know why Kaeru was retreating, and she wasn't particularly interested in the reasons why, or in following her. Her disdain for arbitrary things like amphibians while she treated floating eyes as something natural was one of her many mysteries.

Hizuki returned, and drew her attention to Boleite. So, as she thought, she was one of the GEMs. [color=firebrick][b]"She does look like the type who could kill if she wanted to,"[/b][/color] Evil Eye replied truthfully, saying nothing about their meeting in the subway. Whether or not she [i]would[/i] was hard to gauge at a glance, even for her. [color=firebrick][b]"I'm already in a fight, so you'll get no complaints from me,"[/b][/color] the girl added as a cryptic smile began to form on her lips.

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The eye (which Tsubomi had decided belonged to a wyrm after all) observed the bat-wielding magical girl's approach with nothing resembling alarm. It did, however, water quite a bit as it braced for the impact. When her swing cracked it like an egg, it splattered just about everywhere. Some of it lingered in the air, however, clinging to something that wasn't quite visible yet.

It opened like a great Cheshire cat grin the size of a car bumper. A giant eye appeared, hovering off the tarmac and dragging its tendrils lightly across the ground like a balloon that had just enough helium left to float in place, but not quite fly away and up into the sky. It hovered with unsettling evenness, like an alien saucer, a dozen smaller eyes attached to the underside of its lid like barnacles on a whale. If Evil Eye had promised to keep 'an eye' on Tsubomi, she had overdelivered in more ways than one. The eye the delinquent-looking light girl splattered—indeed, it was no illusion—had been hanging by a tether that now dragged loosely on the ground. Instead of quickly flitting away like an angler fish's lure, however, it had been sacrificed like a pawn.

The great eye rolled back into a head that wasn't there. What happened next began like the feeling of being under a stage light, the whole area becoming enveloped in an uncomfortable heat, along with the dreadful feeling of being watched by many. Explosions rang down the street as the car tires closest to her popped, and a few alarms started to go off. The girl's shoes began to stick to the street as she moved—they were starting to melt. Worst of all, perhaps, was the fact that attention was being drawn to the area. While innocent onlookers could see little of what was happening, they still tended to gather and gawk.

It was a dirty trick, and there could be no doubt that it was planned.