A real ninja would have instinctively rolled with Aya's push and come up in a crouch. Sarah, however, was only partially trained. Stumbling and falling, spreading her length across the savannah floor with her tresses askew. The blond X-Man quickly propped herself up with one arm and turned her gaze back in the direction of the Shadow King. She was prepared to roll, to skitter across the landscape, anything to escape falling into the clutches of the black mist with an all too human visage and crimson gaze.

Darkshadow gazed up at the small Japanese girl standing in front of her, wondering whatever it was that Aya could be thinking. Whatever did she hope to accomplish?

She considered trying to help, to throw some conjured shadow stuff at the psychomorphic entity but Aya was in the way.

"Uhm... Shouldn't we bail?" Sarah asked as she rolled over and crab crawled away from the Shadow King.