Gemini's words about panicking seemed to have come too late. By the time they reached the edges of the crowd, the turmoil already well begun. "Yes, we shou-oh!" Shayla exclaimed, cut off when a smaller creature with fluffy, cream-blonde hair bumped backwards into her. Shayla laid a hand on the person's shoulder, steadying them as much as trying to offer a calming balm. Which was weird considering her own heart beat unnaturally fast. How long ago did it last beat like this? The year of the Oakwoods' birth? She shuddered slightly at the thought, but pushed it away for another time. She was the wise one. She should stay steady.

"Gemini, you're tall and distinct, you should focus on trying to calm the crowd. If we are to fight a devil, we should do it without bystanders." Glancing down at the creature who had bumped into her, Shayla almost stepped past, but paused instead, deciding that fate might have played its hands in this.

"Are you good in a fight?"