((OOC: Uh oh, Pyria's regained her senses)) [center][b]Pyria [/b] [i]Child of the Flame[/i] [b]Location:Actium[/b][/center] In her madness, Pyria didn't even flinch at the sudden display of magical power before her, and weapons flying about. Her flames were put off, so what? Raven Queen? She would never bow down to a pitiful goddess of humans, no matter how fanciful the display. She batted her wings furiously, braving onto the obvious display of magic. It didn't matter. Hurricane winds, a magical mist from a second source, she would push through them all. Roaring once more, Pyria's eyes gleamed with a nasty glint. [color=OrangeRed] "NOT EVEN THE GODS WILL PROTECT YOU, LUCA!"[/color] She spat, full of murderous intent. And just then, the fog on her mind cleared. Her senses returned and anger receeded somewhat, but not fully. She didn't know what it was, maybe the mist or the cold, but her mind gears quickly raced, as she took a full turn, ascending while dodging the worst of the blizzard. [color=OrangeRed] "Funny. I'm not even angry now."[/color] Pyria said, in a much chirpy tone. [color=OrangeRed] "I can see what you did, clearly. If only you had listened, when i told you about my commitment and manacle."[/color] She said as she begun to ascend. [color=OrangeRed] "Everyone else, I can forgive the slight...but not you. I'll just bypass the divine protection and sock you for ~good"[/color] Pyria finished as she kept circling Luca, ascending yet once again in the storm. Memories raced in her draconic mind. Memories of her master. [i]A magic Barrier can be sturdy, and block blows, as you can see.[/i] [color=OrangeRed][i]What about a moving barrier, then? Can we ram people with it.[/i][/color] [i]In theory... but you know, wizards aren't the most muscular or fit people. It would require a hideous amount of speed and strength to do that.[/i] She grinned, as she reached maximum altitude, before taking a dive once again. Right on top of Luca. But unlike before, she wasn't showing signs of changing direction, nor beginning a strafe run, surely with the wind she would crash in the ground and hurt herself. But she wasn't stopping her suicide dive. Closer. She drew closer. Adjusting the trajectory, as if she was a catapult stone, aimed on top of Luca. And then in the last second, a magic barrier deployed, turning the suicidal dive, in not a quite suicidal meteor strike with a magic shield.