"It's moments like these were I almost wish we were normal...almost."
Unlike her sister, Tsukiyo remained calm as she stood from her spot she was previously seated. If she were to walk out as hastily as her sister, they would surely know something was wrong and would undoubtedly follow the Fuhen siblings. Tsukiyo couldn't have that, so she smiled at the patients and staff members and quietly excused herself. She made her way towards the front of the building, momentarily missing the troll-like demon that her sister dispatched followed by a more stealthy one dispatched by Caspar. Tsukiyo could feel the growing demonic presence covering the area where they currently were. This did not bode well at all. They did need to prepare for the worst, however; Tsukiyo was worried more about the patients and the clinic.
It was no secret that those demons were after her sister and herself, but that didn't mean they could risk the lives of everyone they cared for. She turned to Kazehana, paying close attention to her expression before returning her attention towards the street. She closed her mind, took a deep breath, and began searching. It was something she picked up recently through one of the books Cass had. It was still a work in progress, but she was trying to pin-point where the rift was. If they could find out how close it was, the could avoid going in that general direction. Why run towards something that they were trying to avoid? She furrowed her brows as she re-opened her eyes. She couldn't find it.
"We can't stay here either. There are too many people here, innocent people who'll be caught in the crossfire. We need to lure them away from here. Kazehana, you and I can do that easily with Caspar and Morgan. They want us, not them," Tsukiyo stated, grabbing hold of her sister's hand in the process. Before anything else could be done, Morgan made his appearance and placed some sort of barrier around the clinic. Well that just rendered the whole statement moot. Still, that would only work for so long. Before anything else could happen, Morgan was slain by a demon after her sister. Tsukiyo's eyes widened for a second before they returned to normal.
Asmodeus, the demon, apparently chose this moment to appear to them, riding along the back of a large hell-cat. He instructed Kazehana to take Morgan somewhere safe so that the angel could regenerate. As, Cass, and herself could take care of the rest of the demons while Kazehana did as she was told. Part of Tsukiyo felt like that was a bad idea. Even if they would still be close, separating wouldn't quite the best idea, however; there really wasn't any point in protesting. If they could hold off the demons, give Morgan a few minutes to rejoin the battle, then so be it. The more hands that were capable of fighting the demons off would be appreciated. Plus, despite how well their training was going, Kazehana and Tsukiyo were no where near complete mastery of their powers.
"Go on Kaz, we can handle it," she finally stated, giving her sister a reassuring grin as she stepped to stand next to Caspar and Asmodeus. She glanced over her shoulder, locking gazes with her sister. "Time to put our training to work," she added. The first demon to attack her was fairly small, nothing compared to what had just attacked Kazehana and Morgan. She dodged it easily, capturing the creature by the back of it's head and pulled herself over it. Once she made contact, she applied a bit of pressure from the back of her mind, transferring it towards the demon before watching his head split. She winced a bit. She hadn't meant to do that, just knock him out. She wasn't one for violence, even if these demons were after her sister and her own soul. Still, there was no time for remorse, especially for a demon.