The girl only launched herself a distance away, to avoid the flames that licked at her. Shifting her gaze between the ice and the fire users, it was only now that she noticed the newcomer. However, this newcomer had not done anything, whether hostile not friendly. For now, she wasn't a threat, and that was all that mattered. Refocusing back at the battle at hand, just in time to behold the sight of the twelve ice guardians charging towards her.

"No matter what you do, it's futile!" Calling out these words, the girl slashed at the minions of ice. However, the moment she slashed, they had detonated. Caught unprepared, she didn't jump back fast enough, finding herself half immobilized in the ice.

Grimacing, she struggled, before swinging her sword down on the ice. Although a deadly weapon made of shadows, the brute force was not enough to shatter the ice, only crack it.

Immediately switching plans, she dissolved her wings, before forming a large shadowhound, albeit sightless smaller than the dragon she had before. Using it to buy time, she continued to swing her blade at the ice.