"[b][color=fdc68a]My time to shine, then.[/color][/b]" Nadeline replied, one arm extended outwards and the other pointing her sword to the ground. Once more a white glyph appeared, though this one was much more intricate then the usual ones she crafted. "[b][color=fdc68a]Holy![/color][/b]" Slowly she lifted her sword to the sky, and a bright light came slowly dancing around Cúchulainn. It swept the ground, picking up momentum, and then the wind came and cleared the air. There was the slightest pause of a thick silence; in that moment, a great Mist was summoned. Emiri quickly jumped backwards, just in time for the ceiling to shine and bring down the purifying light, striking Cúchulainn with full force.

Emiri let out a low whistle as Cúchulainn collapsed to the ground. "[b][color=f6989d]What a spell.[/color][/b]" She noted out loud, absolutely amazed by the sheer force of it.

Nadeline brought her sword down slowly, breathing heavily as she watched the Esper. "[b][color=fdc68a]It's close to defeat now.[/color][/b]" She said.