Io Nitta, she had short light brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a gray jacket with a blue and white striped bow tie, a black mini-skirt, black socks and brown shoes. She paused and hunched over panting hard from exhaustion. “What was that thing?” she wondered aloud. The program on her phone had called it Dubhe, it certainly didn’t look anything like the demons she and the others had summoned.