[h2]Noel Vermillion, Well That's a Lot of Feathers[/h2]

Noel's eyes widened in shock at the shower of feathers tearing towards her, ripping through the air and hurtling towards the ground. All she could do was swiftly sprint to the side to avoid them, her arms snapping up and firing at any that came too close. She could feel several impact behind her, tossing dust and debris in the air. She hadn't been able to hurt it! Even though she'd hit it in the wings... what if nothing she did would work? ... No, no... she... she had try... Noel had to try and fight, didn't she? Bolverk would keep things okay, she'd just... she'd have to try something else, maybe! Taking a deep breath and trying her hardest to stay calm, Noel skidded to a halt as the feathers finally stopped firing, raising each pistol and training them on the bird.

Okay, okay, there had to be something that could stop it... right? There... there had to be... Even if it healed, if there was some way she could stoop it responding to attacks so easily maybe the others could defeat it...

She wasn't that good at this at all... but...

Bolverk was trained, as best Noel could manage, on the bird's eyes. If it couldn't see maybe it couldn't respond as well!

Noel let off a flurry of shots, each flare of gunfire and blast of sound echoing across the battlefield.