"N-ne, Michael-san!" Meora gasps, trying to grab his hand before he falls. She watches him for a second before whipping around. "Ammi-sensei!"
"I'm on it." Ammi nods with a more serious look. She sets her daughter on the ground with Felixter, and rushes to Michael's side. Ammi places her paws on one of his open wounds, and starts sending her healing golden flames through his body. Instead of any sensation like that of actual fire might bring, this fire sends a comfortable, soothing warmth through the body while quickly repairing the internal and external body injuries. In not much more than a minute, Ammi finishes healing Michael.
"Any injuries to his body have been healed. The flames should have helped somewhat with the exhaustion also, but anything that might have happened to his soul or powers, I cannot fix. If Nimika managed to curse him after all or anything..." Ammi looks back over at Meora.
"Iya. She couldn't have. Not like that, anyway. Injected curses are what Natasha does, not Nimika." Meora shakes her head in respons.
"You're right. He probably just needs a moment or two for rest." Ammi nods. "Maybe for the meantime, we could put him and Sephie into an empty hotel room for rest."
"In the same room...? Are you sure that's wise?" Meora takes on a skeptical look, and Ammi begins to laugh.
"Ah, being around Kiroketsu too long really has affected you..." Ammi picks up Micheal from the ground without much difficulty. "Meora, Michael doesn't seem like the type of person who'd try anything weird like that, honestly. If it should happen, though, Kiroketsu, by now, has manifested back into Sephie's bag. He'll stop him."
"Eh?...And what if Kiroketsu tries something?" Meora huffs, still not convinced.
"Then Michael will stop him." Ammi grins. "They cancel each other out."
"I can't believe you're really having this conversation..." Felixter chuckles.
"Ammi-sensei here is pretty much spot-on. After having to deal with Kiroketsu's tricks for awhile, I've become distrusting in certain situations..." Meora admitted. "Honestly, Felixter-kun, I'm surprised you're not the same, after having to deal with the Demon King..."
"Ugh, don't remind me, please. I think I'll die a little inside if he shows up here after my sister." Felixter takes on an uneasy, uncomfortable look. "...I found...things in that castle..."
"Things?" Meora gives Felixter a weird look.
"...A shrine dedicated to my sister, made mostly out of grade-school pictures and wanted posters." Felixter mutters.
"Ugh...kimiwarui...!" A shudder goes down Meora's spine.
"Just pick up Sephie, please." Ammi rolls her eyes, opening the door to a nearby room, and going inside to place Michael down on the bed. Meora picks up her friend without too much struggling over weight (a cat demon girl who doesn't get a chance to eat regular meals doesn't exactly weigh an astounding amount), drags her into the room after Ammi, and props her against the side of the bed on the floor. Ammi and Meora do a quick once-over of the room, making sure it's safe before they leave and close the door behind them.
A minute later, a large purple set of claws reaches out of the small bag on Sephie's waist, reaching the floor. Another set of claws follow, and what ends up pulling itself out of the small, purse-sized bag is none other than the 10-foot guardian spirit himself, Kiroketsu.
"NNNYAAAAAAAAWWWWWWNNNN...ugh...that took awhile." Kiroketsu yawns, stretching. "Being non-existent kind of sucks, Sephie, I-" He takes a moment to pause when he sees the girl passed out on the floor, and then Michael unconscious on the bed. A quick flick through the things Sephie has subconsciously picked up in her mind gives Kiroketsu all the information he needs. A horribly mischievous grin spreads across his face. Quickly, he tip-toes over to the door and listens to what's going on outside.
"They don't seem to know I'm out and about now..." Kiroketsu stifles his snickering. "If I put Sephie on the bed next to this guy and then hide...hehehehehehehee...."
Outside, Meora and the others look back at Srg.
"It's okay. We all have terrible things that've happened to us. I'm sure by now you don't have a hard time believing that." Ammi gives him one of her signature warm smiles. "One has to embrace one's darkness before they can truly move on..."
"Nani?" Meora looks over at Fedora-man and her ears perk up at the mission description he gives out. "Hmm...sounds simple enough, but should we wait for Michael-san to get up, or just go on without him?"
Nimika is about to fly off and find a better hiding place, when suddenly, Karl spot her. She worries for a moment that she'll have to waste time and energy possessing the odd individual to get him off of her trail...but then he does something unexpected. He supplies her with a fresh body.
"An offering for me...?" Nimika murmurs, a bit surprised. Slowly, her expression turns from slight surprise back into an evil grin filled to the brim with malice. "Thank you ever so kindly."
THe black apparition flies into the girl's body, and in a process that takes around a minute or two, the girl's appearance changes from her original looks into an identical copy of Nimika, complete with the witch's dress, hat, and shoes.
"Ahhh...so much better. Feels much better than a zombie, too." Nimika stretches a bit. She turns to say something else to Karl, but he's already gone after what looks like a dragon. She watches in confusion for a bit, up until Karl completely just...teleports back in front of her. She hides her disturbed look behind a smile.
"Uhm...as I was going to say, I appreciate this much, boy. You may have just made yourself a very smart choice, and many strong allies, should my Master hear of this..." Nimika smirks.