[center][h1][color=green]The Party Hero Melody[/color][/h1][/center]

[b][i]Glorius Sand rise....?[/i][/b]


Legends would tell of heroic deeds, heroes slaying beasts of legends. Trolls.. .Dragons... Ogres... and wars between mortals and gods. Yet only the curiosity could kill the cat in the end. The fire within her seethed with the brilliance of the sun, yet contained within her form as she peered on the situation that now seemed a lot more boring that she first had anticipated. There was no fight... no screaming, heck there was not even any blood... how can one have a monster invasion without spilling blood?. Melody were disappointed, yet one of the ladies commanded her, or well maybe she just asked her in a rather firm manner to return to her 'normal form' like it was the simplest thing to do. There was nothing normal yet everything in this world was perfectly normal, it was a word invented to cause difference for those wanting to look down on those they didn't find normal.

How would this Girl even know that this Form was not Melody's Normal one?... well she had no clue, all they could base it on were groundless assumptions that she weren't this fiery naturally or would probably have accidentally incinerated them ages ago. They did not wish to see her flames?, but the boy wished to see her turn to sand? a thought she picked up while reading his mind, and To this she smirked, so he wished to see sand?... Well his wish might not be her command, but... she figured she would just do it anyway. [color=green]"Then the Sand shall consume you~ As ashes turn to ashes... and dust turn into dust... "[/color] she said as her body hardened somewhat, changed form and then flowed freely as flames turned into sand and yet she kept approximately the same form but instead wholly made out of several minutes worth of sandy goodness. 

She would then try to launch a sandstorm at Arata. A weaker version that wouldn't grind his flesh and bones to bits. It would still probably fill his lunges if he neededth to breath, his eyes if he needed to blink or kept them open... his nose and ears not remaining safe at all as they would likely fill with sand and bury him benath a sand pile. Aimed to simply be more nasty than harmful, he got his wish... and a lot of extra sand on the side with his order.