Mikado skidded to a halt in his mad dash as Erika and the monsters appeared before him. He made a noise as the creatures fell before Erika, and also before him. It was the first time he'd really seen corpses of this type. It was rather scary and sickening, and his heart was already pounding madly.

For a moment he could only stare in shock.

Seeing Erika with her scythe, it sent another sensation down his spine. But there was enough confusion and worry already crowding his thoughts that he just didn't have time for that kind of fear. He was afraid though. Even along the way, his imagination had conjured up a lot of awful things.

Though seeing Erika and the monsters had made his mind go blank for a moment in surprise and shock, the images of Masaomi in peril were already coming back.

But there was a part of his mind that was removed from the panic and the danger, that was even considering his own muted reaction to the dead monsters. Was he really... This type of cold person? Or was it just that his concern for Masaomi outweighed his shock?

"Erika-chan!" But maybe, he had to consider that he might be in luck. If Masaomi was in real danger, seeing Erika fight this way, he could use her help. The thought was calm beneath the anxiety, it was even a little comforting.