Misaki watched the others as they pulled out their phones. She'd been useless earlier and thoughts ran across her mind. This was what had faced Sato-kun when he came here no doubt. Only no one had come for him. She looked at Kou, the real one and felt a ton of symphathy run through her body for the older boy.
How sad it was that he felt this way. This ugly deformed puppet of feelings. This growth that had given in to feelings...yes those feelings were his, no doubt amplified in this place. She was sure that this thing, this Shadow, this whatever it was, cared nothing for them. Watching it battle with Kouchisei made her feel...it wasn't sympathy not in the sense of her feeling sorry for him, more like...happiness. Happy that, even though he was probably in pain doing this he was willing to stand up to it.
It was only when she felt the air change that the hairs on the back of her neck went up. She paled some and covered a scream from her mouth as the Shadow gave Kouchisei a leering shark tooth grin then started to change.
Most of the others had been in the battle with the crying table. She'd been pushed back from the fray by Kiriko and Maeko. Her attention went from the giant puppet version of her senpai, to the almost catatonic Kouchisei laying on the ground.
"SENPAI!!!" Misaki cried out and felt the tears come...She fought them back. She couldn't cry. Not now...not when this was happening. Before Maeko could stop her Misaki moved forward and glared at it.
"You will not hurt him the way you hurt Sato-senpai! I won't let you! He's my friend and whatever he chooses to do is his choice, not yours!" she was saying this more to herself, as if reassuring herself that it was okay. She was allowed to feel this way right? Even though doubts swirled they were going to need someone who could heal and she had lost her friend once to this world...she wouldn't lose another.
Pulling out her fans she nodded to the three guys, "Well, what are we waiting for?" She snapped open her phone listened, "Persona...." Misaki said then winced as the fire bird appeared. She glared at the puppet and muttered, "It's going to be fun snapping all those strings you fake."