To rid the disease

The jaguar spirit made quick work of the beast and monster rank cryptids as soon as it came out of its clay figurine. Even the strongest monster was no match for his powerful maws that were able to crack open their shells like they were crackers. Meanwhile Uriel kept busy fighting off those cryptids who dared get close to him which sped up the process of clearing the street, not that they were any menace to him but he didn't want them to attack Emma who remained unconscious.

"Bad cat!" Uriel scolded the jaguar when he saw it munching on a monster rank flux orb. "This would be a great time to use the magazine." He let out a regretful sigh at the loss of the only artifact he could use to punish the unruly feline without hurting it.