Sena rose when Isabeau stood shocked. She placed her katanas back into their respective spots on her backside before looking at her summoner. A strong sense of loyalty overtook her; not just as a guardian... but as something else. She sensed her bond with Isabeau would only grow in strength. "M'lady," She spoke softly, all fomer signs of panic completely gone. "I must board my chocobo Abra onto the ferry, but I will make sure the cloister is clear of fiends so that you may easily follow .... " 

She looked up at the statue of the fayth. "You will need to pray to the idol to be able to summon it... " She looked back at Isabeau. "I will return to escort you to the boast when you are done. Meanwhile... I'll stall so that the boats don't leave." Sena bowed her head to Isabeau. "I will return."

With that the dark haired woman ran out of the fayths temple, making headway for the ferry. It was about to deport, and was in fact beginning to move away. Her eyes narrowed, and she ran along the docks, outstretching her hands. The top of the water froze, allowing her to run on it and to the front of the Ferry, where she jumped up on the waves, her arms extending. A surge of blue and black laced energy coursed through her veins, and the water around ferry froze, causing it to stay in place. 

No one would be leaving until the summoner had completed her prayers.

Sena stayed on the ice, her hands still upraised, and panting. It was difficult to freeze seawater, especially in this weather. She had to keep this up constantly in order for the ferry to not move. Over the side of the boat some people shouted down at her, and looking up she saw Gippal. She made eye contact with him. "Gippal," She asked, "Would you mind... retrieving Abra for me?"