When the beast would launch an attack in which some weird purple gas would be spread around the area. Though Jaakuna and Wesley seemed to be unfased by it, most likely cause the probability of it didn’t make it to them, it would seem that Emiri got hit with it. “EMIRI! You okay?” Jaakuna called out. Wesley knows the kind of status effect that this gas created. He also knew how to get rid of it. 

Lifting up his sword, Wesley’s blade started to glow with a green glow. A glyph appeared over Emiri, and he simply said. [b]“Esuna![/b]” The glow would instantly cure Emiri of her immobilization. She would be able to move after seconds of the spell’s activation. Wesley then took his attention to the beast, Cúchulainn. He would raise his sword once more, concentrating the mist at the tip. In one swift motion, his blade would radiate pure white. [b]“By the god’s divine judgment, I will slice unto the evil before me! Heaven’s Plain!” [/b]Commanding the mist, he slices forward, and a wave pure white is sent forth, radiating in heaven’s light. The wave hits Cúchulainn, hurting it severely, sending it to tumble about ten paces, but the wave did not kill it. Somehow, Wesley knew that would work, but to Jaakuna’s surprise of course.

[b]“HOLY SHIT!”[/b] He shouted.

Wesley smirked at Jaakuna’s obvious srurpise. [b]“Focus Jaakuna. We must haste our way to victory.” [/b]He said. Jaakuna nodded.

The beast would have a big gash on the right side of its body, but it did not heal. Jaakuna and Wesley made a note of that. [b]“It seems holy magick will be this beast’s downfall.”[/b] He said, making a note. [b]“Quick friends, spur up Holy magick and attack swiftly!” [/b]Wesley ordered like he was a general of troops.