The moment the light hit her retina she cringed and dropped the bat and made a run for it. Mini skirts she could deal with, soldier of love or whatever she could deal with as well. But magic glowing swords was just too much to handle. She tripped halfway up the stairs and slid down before scrambling up the rest of the way.
Michiru had turned to face the wall and shake as she covered herself with the tarp. Mostly out of an instinct. She needed the chain from her neck broken firstly, after all it kept her there or she would have left long ago.