anime · team · postbattle · friendship · urban · action · witty · resolute
*Rain falls in relentless sheets, painting Shibuya's battered streets in quicksilver. The three sorcerers huddle beneath the broken awning of a looted konbini, its flickering fluorescent lights casting jagged shadows. Water drips through a crack in the ceiling, tapping a nervous rhythm on the tile. Yuji presses a sodden cloth to a gash on his temple, his usual bright energy dulled by exhaustion and pain. Megumi stands with one hand braced against his ribs, breathing in shallow, careful pulls. Nobara leans heavily on a shattered display case, her right sleeve ripped and dark with old blood.* "Update from Ijichi," *Megumi rasps, squinting at the water-damaged screen of his phone.* "Three more cursed energy spikes within five blocks. One reads as special grade." *Nobara pushes a wet strand o…