As the Firaga blocked their path, Emiri knew this was not going to be easy. As she turned, however, she saw Savayna had gone to attack. Before she could stop her, Hamut had already reduced her magic to nothing. She was in disbelief as the same Blizzaga that had left a bloody mess just moments ago was reduced to nothing but a trail of water. As she saw he prepared a counter, she tried to warn Savayna, but it was too late: she was pulled to him, then easily tossed aside like a rag doll. Somehow he had combined two magicks. His power was even greater than she could have imagined, and she knew there was no way she would be able to take him, much less run from him. She watched Savayna's unconscious body hit the ground, letting out a rather horrified gasp.

Hamut had turned his attention to her. She didn't know what to do. She was not going to leave Savayna, but she doubted she was able to reach her. She glared at Hamut, refusing to show any sign of fear--refusing to show any weakness, for that matter. But he knew about her power, he knew they were going to be there, and they had walked right into his trap. They completely fell for it, and now more then ever she found herself wishing they were all together. "[b]I suppose...But what do you really want?[/b]" She asked, still gripping her sword tightly.

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In their haste in wanting to destroy the shard, they had used the sword improperly. For once, though, Nadeline felt that she too shared the blame. She had wanted to destroy the Dawn Shard. She gave Jaakuna an apologetic look, and was grateful he listened to her. They may have their differences but at the very least he knew that this was important. Maybe he was starting to pick up some of Emiri's good habits after all. She smiled to herself at this, though she listened intently at the man's words, only to blink in surprise when he stopped.

As the trio turned, they were greeted with a very familiar scene. Bodies scattered around, and blood everywhere, with Ixion at the center of it once again. Nadeline gasped, covering her mouth with both hands at the bloody aftermath of Ixion's show of power. Was he mad? This was a sacred place, free of all nations, home to those who sought out refuge. Her horror, however, quickly turned into something that could only be called an inferno's fury. "[b]How...how dare you! You monster![/b]" She screamed at him, clearly angry. "[b]Have you no shame, desecrating this holy place?![/b]"

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He had to admit, the woman was interesting. But really, what could she gain from all of this? Grant was well aware of her so called loyalty, her stories had even reached Rozarria. Who was to say that he wouldn't find himself at the end of her blade at some point? The man raised an eyebrow at Levi, crossing his arms. "[b]Come now...what I really want to know is what you have to gain from this.[/b]" He stated with a small frown. "[b]Honestly, I'm already going to be tried for treason, so that much doesn't matter. Getting the throne from my sister is...something I have considered, but everything you have said, my dear, has benefited me and me only. Even if you asked for your favor at any given time, what could possibly be good enough to warrant this?[/b]"