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Shatterscape understood the logic of the situation well. Perhaps a little too well given that two minds were as one, their observations adding together and yet… She almost sunk her claws into the light girls as they went by her to rescue the hostages. Her muscles tightened as the two passed by her, locking everything in place so her gauntlets would not turn one of them into a fine mist. But only because she was better than them. Only because she was a high priestess.

And of course, right after that, everyone went off to do their own thing. The light girls pretended to be saints who worked for the sake of others, while the Detention Club just sort of split off into various activities. This left her alone for a moment, allowing her to notice just how tightly she wound herself, just how close to snapping she was. The whole world felt as though it were on the blink of explosion; it only needed a spark to go off.

Which is exactly what surged from the abyss when Evil Eye messaged her. Having not seen her teammate for quite some time, Shatterscape’s eyes widened as she saw she was in the hospital. Even worse, the way she spoke felt like she was in danger. And heavily injured at the same time.

There was no question of what she needed to do.

Rattling off a string of goodbyes to those who wanted to listen, Shatterscape immediately reached out for her bodies, then set course straight back to Hibusa Town. She could not be sure that Evil Eye was even in that hospital, but she hoped that the other dark girl would have said if she did not. And if she was not? She would rip the entire city apart looking for her. She would go to the depths of Yomi for her, she would bargain with Izanami herself, she would…

The thoughts escalated into a fierce storm menacing all in its way. People found themselves inexplicably thwarted from their routes, injuries opening up on their bodies as Shatterscape brushed by them with her gauntlets. Panic spread in the city once more, but the dark magical girl cared little. For there was only one thing that mattered: Evil Eye was in danger. Everything else could go cry in the corner.

She dragged a driver out of a bus seat. Piled her bodies into the vehicle. Dispelled her weapons. Still wrapped her hands around the steering wheel so hard it almost warped. Then, she called on Ember’s knowledge to race through the distance between the two cities, bringing with her the storm of violence she ignited.