"H-Hey, Hoshimi-san--" Minori tried to protest, but the blond freshman in front of her completely ignored her.

Also, Minori's call was a tad bit slow. In a flash, Dr. Yamamoto had vanished from where she stood and swung her sword, which Meika just barely met with her own.

Meika muttered something under her breath and ducked, slamming her elbow straight into Dr. Yamamoto's stomach. The nurse doubled back, bending over in agony, but quickly straightened--

But Meika was faster.

"Flight Cast: Air Compression."

"Guah!..."

Dr. Yamamoto was blown backwards by the sudden bullet-like magic attack and rammed into the wall so hard it smashed into pieces.

"Keh..." She managed to rise to her feet painfully, wiping a drop of blood from her mouth. "Not bad for a little shrimp."

Meika calmly walked towards her, katana held carelessly. Her other hand was raised in the air. "Hey, just a question. Where'd you hide Sakiko-senpai?"

"As if I would tell you!" Dr. Yamamoto roared, grabbing the sword she had dropped and charging forward--

"Well, that's fine too."

The doctor froze suddenly to find the sharp tip of the silver katana pointed directly at her throat. When did she...!?

"I'll find her. It's not big deal," Meika remarked. "I guess I should take care of you first...Flight Cast: Shredding Whirlwind."

"Wait a minute--if you use that here--" Kisaragi-sensei never got to finish her protest.

The entire infirmary room exploded with sharp, tearing winds that tore everything apart. Fire exploded when the machines were shredded as well, and the room was reduced to merely a hole in the third floor of the building.

However--

"Spirit Cast: Cast Deflect."

An eerie, violet-shaded barrier appeared around Dr. Yamamoto from the magic circle that was in front of her, narrowly managing to bounce all of Meika's winds off of her. "Not bad, Hoshimi Meika," Dr. Yamamoto smirked. The sword she had held was replaced by a decent-sized pistol with needle bullets. Her blond hair was piled up in a bun and had a small nurse hat along with it. She wore a typical nurse's outfit slightly covered by a white lab coat and white high heels. "To think you would actually make me have to Form Change..."

"Just goes to show how weak you are," Meika said fearlessly. "Only weaklings have to rely on something like a Form Change."

"You little--" Dr. Yamamoto's face twisted in an ugly way. "Die! Spirit Cast: Soul Extinction!"

"That's one of the most forbidden curses that you can Cast!" Minori protested. "Dr. Yamamoto...if Hoshimi-san gets hit by that--"

"Sha--"

Meika froze right before she Cast a Shadow Cast.

"Oi, Eimi, I'm going to make one thing clear right now: this. Is. An. Infiltration. Mission. Don't do anything that'll give yourself away, baka."

"Tch." Meika made a face. "Looks like I can't do anything to defend against it, can I?"

"Die, you brat!"

From the black magic circle came a huge burst of lethal black magic, so large that it would most likely rip the entire third floor apart, and it was headed straight for Meika.

"Hoshimi-san! I'll help!" Minori called, but she knew she would be too late. Still--I have to make it! "Come on, Lovely Cheer! Form Change--"

And then, absently, Meika could hear Kyoko shout in the background, "Oi, Eimi, what are you doing?!" and rolled her eyes. So she's already recovered?

A black shape whirled past her, grabbing her wrist and twisting it sharply to extract the silver katana's hilt despite her small noise of protest. Long hair tickled her face and she took a step back in surprise.

"Meika-chan, I'm borrowing this!"

Eimi raised the silver katana in front of her defiantly, and then, to everyone's surprise, sliced straight down the magic coming at her.

"Haaahhh...!"

With a strong cry of determination, Eimi shot forward, the hilt gripped tightly in her bandaged hand and the flashing silver blade, smoking, split the lethal Spirit Cast directly in half.

"This does feel like my old blade after all!" Eimi declared with a grin. "I like it! Hey, Kisaragi-sensei, Senpai, can I keep it?"

"Don't ask something like that at a time like this!" Minori protested, her lance appearing in her hand as she completed her Form Change. "And you can't--it's against school rules."

"Aw phooey," Eimi pouted. "Whatever! I forgot your name, Miss-Doctor-san, but here I come!"

"Tch," Dr. Yamamoto bit her lip so hard that she drew blood. "Spirit Cast--"

"Oh, no you don't!" Eimi sliced through the remaining magic and twirled the katana expertly. "Meika-chan, do you think this thing's heat resistant?"

"We're about to find out, aren't we?" Meika sighed.

"I guess we are!" Eimi laughed. "Flame Cast: Fire Dance!"

She blasted the strong fire attack at the undefended doctor and scored a direct hit--almost. Dr. Yamamoto was able to half block it with an unfinished magic circle, leaving her pale forearm slightly scorched. She smirked. "It's too late. They'll be here any minute."

"I guess we just have to wipe them all out then," Eimi retorted carelessly.

"You fool!" Dr. Yamamoto sneered. "It's a legion! An army of nearly a hundred trained MWs! There's no way you can just--"

"I can."

She flinched at Eimi's nearly immediate reply.

The girl giggled, touching the katana's sharp blade gently. "Something like that is a piece. Of. Cake."

A moment of silence. Then--

"Flight Cast: Air Compression."

"Ah!" Eimi jumped to the side in surprise when a narrow burst of compressed air was fired from behind her and stabbed straight into Dr. Yamamoto's undefended neck.

"Agh...ahh!"

Dr. Yamamoto collapsed on what remained of the wall, eyes rolled back into her head.

"Baka," Eimi sighed. "And after all that nonsense...I guess it ends here."

She raised the sword and stabbed straight down--

"Ah."

She remembered at the last minute that she was supposed to stay undercover, and the tip of the katana froze two centimeters from Dr. Yamamoto's throat.

Behind her, Meika shook her head and muttered curses under her breath. Eimi turned back to look at her friend, but Meika's blue eyes only coldly stared back into her crimson ones, seeming to state, Get yourself out of this mess and fast, you idiot.

Eimi giggled mentally. Leave it to me, Meika-chan...you'll be surprised by my acting skills. Fu fu fu...

And Meika rolled her eyes.

All this went on without anyone else in the room noticing. Of course, nobody knew them well enough to realize the mental conversation they were having, so Eimi would hopefully be able to successfully pull off the bluff she was planning.

With a clatter, the katana dropped to the ground.

"Ah...no...why..."

Eimi stumbled back a couple of steps, tears spilling down her cheeks as she crumpled to the ground.

"No...I didn't want...uwaahhh!"

As Akina, Kyoko, Isamu, Masao, and Minori hurried to reassure the sobbing girl and Kisaragi-sensei quickly rounded up the unconscious Dr. Yamamoto, Meika sighed to herself. This girl...is...