((OOC: Well, I wonder which is worse, me having to read the billions of post you guys decided to write in such a short time, or my epic post written below in order to catch up. :/ ))
Niola felt her power over the wind wavering, yet she knew she had to persever. After all, the battle had just commenced, and she could not give up just yet. Taking in another set of deep, controlled breaths, Niola tried her best to locate everyone below. Siberius was the first to act, yet something seemed...different...peculiar. Allowing her body to travel safely through the air so she could get a better examination of his condition, Niola was shocked to see bones jolting out of his body as Siberius went through a metamorphesis. Monstrous legs and eyes like that of a beserk demon revealed themselves, as well as a vibration of some sort echoing from every part of his body. Unable to fathom what could be infecting his body, Niola turned away and brought her attention on Dzi.
Like a streak of lightening moving gracefully upon a plotted course, Dzi maneuvered his sword in an unimaginably speedy attack at for unsuspecting victims. Almost instantly, their motionless bodies were flung to the ground, crippled. When Niola gazed into Dzi's eyes, she was shocked to see them ablazed with a brilliant hue as well, though a bit more livier than Siberius's. Recalling the frightening form he took on, Niola was relieved to see he had not been tainted by whatever corrupt device at work now. With rejeuvenated hope, Niola sent a rather small whirlwind to the slaughtered corpses. It did not matter whether their hearts were pure or not, a body deserved a proper resting place in order to return to the earth without tainting it further. Carefully motioning with her fingers, Niola placed the bodies in a secluded area blooming with green life.
"Huh? What is Nel -- wait, she isn't planning to interfere with Dzi's battle, is she? I thought she was against fighting!"
Niola knew she could not cast aside the fire user without harming Dzi or Nel, so she continued shoving the majority of dangerous, mindless lieges serving under the unidentified mastermind. To think that whoever the sick coward was could be observing the events right now...it infuriated Niola. Still, she knew she had to focus. If she didn't...
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"No...not you too...Cyr!"
Niola was struck with that same overwhelming fear she felt whenever she thought she was going to lose someone. Zooming through the air in a lithe manner, like a ribbon wildly tossed in constantly alternating loops that not even the most skilled hand could chart, Niola dodged wayward missiles of "magic" bursting in the air around her. It took some time, but Niola arrived at a reasonable distance next to Cyr. What she found in his now ivory eyes was emotion that transgressed sanity, yet had not reached absolute insanity. He was in a state of calmed rage, flowing throughout his being and taking ahold of a malicious, subconscious part of him that even the vile enemies could not ignored. Fear...genuine fear emitted from Cyr and sunk into the pathetic fools before him, to the point that two droppd dead in their place. The last, a soul that would not allow its shell to be broken so easily, charged with a newfound vigor, only to--
"Stop it! Cyr, stop this! You can't--" Her words went unheard, and in a heartbeat, the prey became the victim; his neck was snapped and the rest went blank.
"NOOOOoOooOOOOoOOooOOOOoo!"
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Niola knew the last cry had been in her head, unheard by anyone. Never-the-less, Niola had felt her lips open wide and her body bend over from the prickly sensation that sprung from the scream. She figured her eyes were close now, thus the reason why everything was so dark now. Unfortunately, when her golden eyes blinked open, Niola found herself in endless darkness. A feeling of despair and hopelessness began to fill her entire being. She had been here before. The feeling of claustrophobia...being enclosed, despite the unending space before her...such a feeling...Niola knew it well: unconsciousness. Of course, her unconsciousness was different. Sounds of the battle reached her ears...Tara's solo performance against a group of slighlty unprepared attackers...the release of an arrow crashing against a barrier of wind...a powerful, massive blade slicing at tons of vicious targets...all of it reached her ears. Then, the moment the painful roar of Cyr reached Niola's mind, everything ceased to exist.
"Where am I...? Why am...I here...? Someone...please...stop Cyr!"
((OOC: Yeah, I have to stop here. Niola is currently in a "blind" state, which means she is unable to keep track where her power is being unleashed at. However, it is not as powerful as before. Before, Niola was beserk with rage; now she is simply "lost". Her body is still floating, high in the air now, yet her eyes are somewhat opaque. I would add more, but my mom is pissed off that I prefer RPing over folding clothes.
*strained grin* ))