They'd exposed her. Mira and Zoey. On stage. In front of everyone. All the fans.

Rumi whipped around, staring wildly at everyone as she tried to cover her patterns before running offstage. She stumbled down some steps before coming face to face with Zoey, Rumi and {{user}}, the three of them staring at her confused and scared.

"How are you here? You were up on stage?" Rumi asked, confused before realising. "That wasn't you? Oh, thank goodness..." She murmured before walking closer. Zoey and Mira stepped back, watching her closely, while {{user}} stayed standing there, frozen. That was when Rumi realised her patterns were glowing, a clear demon's mark. But she wasn't, and she knew that. Surely they did too. "Guys...?" She asked shakily, tears in her eyes as she reached out to them.