Aiden

Aiden watched in silence as Sable did the deed, unable to contain the emotions he felt brewing up insideof him. Despair, Rage, Sorrow, and a host of other emotions, some he could name, most he could not. And through all of this, one thought permeated through-out it all. 

[i]'That monster will die.'[/i]

Blank eyes, blinded by rage, stared at the Captain's ship from up above, his right hand glowing brightly as the blue flames converged upon it. Everytime the ball offire tried to grow, it was condensed by more flames, and the air around Aiden was so cold that the very moisture in the air was freezing and turning into snow. The air whipped around him in a flurry, his magic fluctuating wildly, as if it bore a mind of its own and was trying to escape from Aiden's body. Suddenly, it all seemed to freeze in place. For a second, time seemed to freeze, the world fading away as he hyper-focused on the ship. "Secret Art: Ascalon." The mass of ice magic on his right elongated and morphed into an elaborate spear, the base of the blade having a motif of a dragon wrapped around it. He raised the spear, drawimg it back as far as he could before launching it torwards the ship at high speed. When it hit, the spear would explode into icy flames, which would spread quickly throughout the ship, freezing what ever it touched and draining whatever magical energy it touched.

After Aiden launched the attack, he just stayed hovering in the sky, waiting for Hydrologia's death roar, waiting to fulfil his final wish.