Mentally amaya was having her own battle of the lucus she knew before she was taken away from all she knew. The kind man she use to call father, but now she saw a complete monster and remembered all the things she heard that happened the four years she went missing "t-this isn't right..."she whispered to herself as herown fears of reality were ssetting in more and more about the darkness... "it destroys everything one ever knew...he looks and sounds like my father but... his light isn't there....its gone...he's not him."she told herself looking at the fight as she took a deep breath "that's not father....."she said to herself "that's a monster nothing more."she said telling herself it over and over as slowly the fear went away as she took a few steps back before she held out her hand "I need to help more..."she whispered closing her eyes focusing on finding what energy she could. Zoning out all the distractions beside the sounds of their weapons clashing as she visualized every swing and movement in her mind while looking for what energy she could find.