The situationa as they were hurled through time and space, deposited out to tumble across the floor of the mall where this whole nightmare began, was... chaotic.
Rhonda's mind was ever so slightly cloudy as she scrambled to her feet, tails and wings at the ready as she was met with people scrambling and panicking all around her. A public freakout that quickly seperated her from Sofia. She spotted the jello-dragon-girl being crowded by people trying to get away from something... and for just a moment, she couldn't help but think about how attractive her best friend was... how her boobs seemed to be a bit bigger...
Wait... did that mean...? She glanced down, all four hands grasping at her double racks. That... that was... there was a bit more weight to them. Just a bit more heft than when they'd traveled back - a side effect of the potions that had taken them back in time. She couldn't help but smirk, giving her four tits a squeeze and finding them a bit more sensitive than-
"RHONDA, STOP FONDLING YOURSELF, YOU STUPID GAY BITCH!"
Sofia's shrill screeching snapped her out of it quite fast. Right. Okay. Saving the world. She looked out over the mall and spotted what had to be their Bimbo Zero; an asian girl with blonde hair, a perfect ass, and a rack that could make any other woman jealous. And laying next to her, cowering in terror, was exactly the Irish redhead she ought to have expected. Somehow, Niamh was always involved in these things.
Of course, both of them were less of a concern compared to the goddamn fucking DEMON GUY. A full on incubus sort, complete with wings, red skin, a tail... and rocking with his cock out. Ew. He had to be involved - this sort of trickery was demon shit 101. So with a grand battle yell, she charged forwards, confused and frightened mallgoers using their phones to record the bizarre sight of a dragon girl - a four-tailed, four-armored, four-boobed dragon girl, mind you - tackling a very bewildered demon to the ground.
Sofia quickly flapped in after she had pinned the unholy creature, chanting and casting a spell to bind him down. He responded by swinging up with one arm before it could be restricted, knocking Rhonda far up into the air - bastard was hella strong, apparently. She just barely managed to stabilize her flight, roaring and letting out a gust of flame before charging headlong into a melee with this agent of Hell.
Meanwhile, the german girl spotted a bag that had been cut open in the tussle. Full of cash... and a headband. Oh. Oh of fucking course. With a growl she flew down to grab the band up, marching up to the amazed Terri and placing it onto her head. She was at least gentle with the girl - but Niamh was another story. "This is your fucking fault, isn't it?!" She bellowed, causing the Irish girl to whimper in terror. "Do you have any idea how much you fucked up?! The Essence of Sea shit is small potatoes compared to what your dumb ass did!"
"I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!" she cried, scrambling to her feet. "I'll go call Raize! I'm so sorry!" Tears were streaming down her face as she bolted for the shop, leaving Sofia to let out a loud huff and look down towards Terri. Mercy of mercies, the headband seemed to have put her mind into a rational state... though she looked to be bimbo levels of confused by this entire situation. The slimy purple dragon-girl couldn't help but sigh as she pondered whether or not she should explain what all of this was-
It suddenly occurred to her that there were a whole lot of people recording her, and the demon, and Rhonda, and their whole fight now causing superhero movie levels of property damage to the mall. And considering the timing, and how the ritualists were still too exhausted from wiping everyone's memories of the mermaid pandemic to be able to orchestrate a large-scale cover-up of something like a couple of supernatural creatures wrecking up a crowded mall in a major American city...
"Fuck."