The dilemma troubling Fleo was decided the instant that Janice turned her destructive might on her guild members.  Seeing Ariel brutally incapacitated and both Karn and his riders targeted simply for show sent spikes of red-hot rage coursing through Fleo's veins.  [color=C2B280]“Serious dick move!”[/color]  For a few seconds her usual trepidation against stronger foes melted away, leaving a motivated sorceress momentarily unburdened by fear.  While the actions of Nolan occupied Janice's attention, Fleo took measures to prepare herself.  Against lightning, water -such a ready conductor- was useless, and the unconsciousness of wizard who wielded it served as a testament to her disadvantage.  The obvious solution, even through Fleo's surge of anger, was to employ an element not at all conducive to electricity: dust.

All around, tiny particles began to flow in waves toward the dust woman.  Plenty of it came from the wreckage of the bar, supplied by the building's heavy damage.  It swirled around Fleo as a maelstrom, emitting a high-pitched wailing sound like a bitter wind, waiting, craving to be put to use.  Fleo obliged.

[i][color=C2B280]“Kurafuto no Chiri: Shixeru!”[/color][/i]

As one, the raging cloud condensed around her, a coat of dust several centimeters deep that encapsulated the mage like a statue.  The use of her incantation -'Dust Craft: Shell'- in the original language of her mentor Gaudium empowered the magic, giving it greater authenticity and thereby greater strength than would have been imparted by the common tongue.  Literally armored in her own element, Fleo ran forward, heedless of any stray lightning between her and Janice Belladona.

Only a few seconds after Nolan struck with his Ash God Slayer magic, and without waiting to see if it was effective, Fleo belted out the original incantation for Silver Wind: [i][color=C2B280]“Haiiro no Kaze!”[/color][/i]  Fleo thrust her hands outward together before moving them apart, drawing a perfectly horizontal line in the air from which gushed a torrent of glinting dust formed into a razor edge.  If this attack didn't Janice bloody, or at least slice apart her clothes, it would carry the Lightning God Slayer with it.