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Megumi Tsukada

As the chain went to wrap around the Familiar, it looked to her as if everything around it distorted. The creature twisted it's way out of the narrow gap and flew off in another direction; bouncing across walls and down the alley. In a reflex instant, Megumi switched blade hands and began running. The labyrinth easily out run her as she attempted to untangle the chains of her Kursarigama, and in the distance she could already see people being absorbed and eaten within it.

Finally ripping the knot free, she lept back up and began swinging once more; the blades leaving gashes in the walls as she went. Seeing the labyrinth momentarily freeze for a second, she took her chance and made an ambitious leap in an attempt to drop through through in a single movement. As she did, however, the chains to her blades went loose and dropped to the ground, failing to reach it's mark.
"Shit..." twisting her body, she sent the second blade flying in an attempt to grab something, but as it did the weight of the first held it back.

Dropping to the ground - letting go of the weapon and using her arms as support - she performed a sort of hand stand, pushing off from the ground once again only to begin rolling on her side. Upon reaching the weapon, Megumi stood and grabbed it in her right, slinging the chain over the shoulders and dragging the left blade behind her thanks to a dislocated shoulder. 
"God damnit... Why now?" her voice was flat and monotone as she limped after the Familiar, blood lightly pouring from a gash on her right leg.

The walk took several minutes of pain, and upon reaching the place it had escaped to, the sound of death filled her ears; a sound all too familiar. Her eyes flicked across the ground and to the girl under a manhole, peering up and over at the Familiar. Then, as if in response to the sudden silence of sound save that of the festival, the creature changed. A slight hum resonated throughout Megumi's ears and she immediately knew what had just happened. Thanks to her incompetence and lack of experience, the Familiar had just evolved; becoming a Witch. And not only that... It was right next to the carnival.

"Get DOW-" was all she could shout before a shockwave knocked her off her feet, adding to the increasing pain in her shoulder and causing the Kusarigama she carried to scatter across the ground. Trying the stand again was seemingly futile, as trying to stand on her injured leg caused quite the deal of pain. Looking once again on the girl in the manhole, her eyes quickly widened at the thought of the girls experience. If she was a novice, then that would be one less girl to deal with, yes. However, people might get angry if they realised she just sat there and let a novice die. She would just hope the kid didn't die before she could get up and help.
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