Master Jamie starting to walk, and it seemed he was unaffected by the bellowing winds, as he began to make her way to the boat. If she could do nothing back make a hard get away for this...monsters, then that's what she would do. Her black coat billowed in the wind, and she pulled the hood up over her head, walking fast, determined steps. 

He rose his scarred hand, negating any magic around her, in a bubble so that any attacks aimed at her would die out, and given him a chance to fight back. She caught any of the cultists in her way, leaving them unconscious and most likely without help. Later, he would round them up, and figure out what to do with them. 

The wind picked up, faster and more furious, seeming to strengthen with each passing second, and still Master Jamie walked on, soon reaching the shore. She raised her voice, and yelled out, "You have attracted the attention of Phoenix Wing. As such, we will be your downfall, your demise!" The wind would carry his voice, he knew, even as he continued towards the boat. He knew that it was probably suicide to approach, but he also had faith in his guild members. When they were needed, she was sure they would be there. 

She saw the skeletons loading up whatever the scandrals had taken, and she didn't even hesitate, "Property Change!" He bellowed, and the wind died down, but water came crashing down over the boat and the shore, sweeping over her ankles, her knees, and her waist. Unless they had been holding on, they would have been swept off the boat, and the shore. Weariness flowed over Master Jamie, but he still stood straight and tall, determined. 

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"The island isn't actually that far, I don't think a train would go there" Sasha said, "Horses would be faster in any case" Sasha was sure of that, although there was a second of doubt. But then she headed to the stables, worried that they would be too late, that something bad was going to happen. She tried the communication Lacrima that Jarvis had given her, but there was no reply, and Sasha felt sick to her stomach. "lets hurry" Part of her wished she had teleportation magic, or someway of getting there instantly.