Homura and Mami stood outside the stairs to the lower floor, the pulses of anger and grief beat faster and faster each moment they wasted.
"Are you ready?" Mami, ever caring smiled at Homura, hand going to her soul gem on her finger which Homura guessed was probably as uncomfortably cold as her own.
"Yes."
They transformed.
Yellow bloomed like flowers, cascading across her limbs and forming an ephemeral light that cloaked her form, a brush of fingers against fabric caused ribbons to sprout, wrapping itself around her and encasing her completely as her hands began to raise. Then, her hand lightly touched her hair, the ribbons surrounding her head peeled away in like a flower, a beret and gem forming, then with a blast of yellow the ribbon tomb was shredded to dust, replaced with her true form.
Purple shrunk like cloth, her inner light sparkling down to an iridescent dot, her hands tried to reach to the centre of her form and with a flash great lines of colour shot out, coalescing back to the centre, it left her physical form and began orbiting around her, the light left trails of silk and spider web, a shawl of dew covering her from head to toe, she reached out to grab it and it exploded forth from her hand, gem forming and blasting the restraining garment back replacing it with her true form.
But such a display had not gone unnoticed.
"Brace yourself!" Mami's gem glowed as the impossible space within the stairwell buckled and burst.
Pink tendrils shot forth engulfing the two, a baleful howling filled the hall, the scent of blood and tears filled the corridor while mad colours danced around the girls billowing outfits.
And then the corridor was empty.
A Craving Nature