“Cecilia you take care of the left while I take care of her right.” Mason told the young girl, she then nodded and followed the Englishman in his opposite direction. With a sudden grip, she then gathered all of the energy in her surroundings and turned it into her Cheerleading Pompoms.
“Mason, catch!” She said as she threw the pom-poms like it were balls, Mason manages to catch one in his arms and wonder what was Cecilia thinking.
“What are these for?” Mason asked her.
“Just hold it for a second.” Cecilia told him, he had no choice but to listen to her. He then slowly camouflage himself as he was heading toward the Goddess.