Considering that if I hold something sharp, I can manifest at least one sharpened tendril, how having four pawfuls of needlers would go....

[Now that would have been fun. If only she'd had the energy reserves for a trick like that. Mayuko takes her seat at the edge of the closest booth, turning outward to face Jason and leaning her shoulder against the backing.]

There wouldn't have been much to use them on--most of the monsters got displaced by the odd Atlantean remnants that made it up to Sunset Falls, or the deluge of rain wrecking their dens.

...not to mention I was on bedrest off and on for pneumonia....