"[b][color=f6989d]Of course![/color][/b]" Emiri would call out back to Jaakuna, though she would remain focused on the path ahead of them. The Elementals would glide above the water as they pleased, but it seemed like they would grow in numbers the closer they got to shore. The Mist would begin to dance in colors, and it was then Emiri shuddered. She would take in a deep breath, though it seemed the Mist affected her more than usual. She could swear the gods were toying with her as the familiar sensation of venturing closer to their destination would come with thicker Mist.

Lorenzo, on the other hand, would take full advantage of the thickened Mist. "[b][color=f26522]As they say, the more Mist, the more powerful Magicks![/color][/b]" He called as he would punch the air, shooting out a red magic to a Sahagin that had threatened to leap onboard. As he would kick off another Sahagin off his boat, he looked around to see the site. A grim look occupied him as it was clear that the destruction of the area was much, much worse than he had thought. The reports hadn't done the devastation justice. Though for once, even he could feel the Mist sending a chill up his spine, and he looked down at Emiri.

As if on cue, a sharp pain would hit her head, and she winced. She silently cursed her sensitivity to the Mist, though for some reason, she could tell it was something else. No, something powerful was up ahead, waiting for them. Taking in a deep breath, she felt suffocated as the heat of the Mist burned in the air. What was this feeling? It was so familiar, yet she could not put her finger on it. No, she knew exactly what it was. It really was exactly like Nabudis, and what was worse, she could feel the damned deifacted nethicite even as far from it she was.

"[b][color=f6989d]Deifacted nethicite was definitely the cause of this,[/color][/b]" She would inform Lorenzo and Jaakuna as they fought. 

Lorenzo would kick off another monster as he asked, "[b][color=f26522]How can you be so sure?[/color][/b]"

"[b][color=f6989d]The Mist...it burns, it toils through the air...and yet the stone thirsts,[/color][/b]" She stated, narrowing her eyes. Lorenzo couldn't help but note Emiri's reaction was much like a cat to water. "[b][color=f6989d]It thirsts for more power, more destruction...and...[/color][/b]"

The blonde would fall silent as he looked ahead to what little remained of the docks. As Emiri would pull in and turn off the engine, he would hop off the boat. "[b][color=f26522]And here we are, though I admit I thought there would be more monsters lurking about.[/color][/b]" He said as he stretched his arms over his head. "[b][color=f26522]What a workout, eh Jaakie?[/color][/b]"

Emiri carefully climbed out, though the pain pulsed in her head something dreadful. It was as if every sense she had was heightened tenfold, the Mist attacking her very skin. It was somewhat dizzying to say the least, though as she looked around, she felt that it was oddly quiet. It was like the Mist was whispering to her, quietly trying to draw her to somewhere. Without so much as a word, Emiri began to walk. She had no idea where her footsteps would lead her, though as she walked, there were less buildings and more open areas. It seemed she was heading towards the center of the explosion, though it took a second to realize this. The pain in her head would increase and at that point she would find it hard to breathe, yet she would continue.

She finally came to a stop, kneeling down as she would inspect something on the ground. It was half buried, but as she would dig it out, it would glow omniously. She picked it up, grasping it tightly. "[b][color=f6989d]This is not the Dawn or the Dusk Shard. This is...the Midlight Shard...[/color][/b]" She mumbled, slightly confused. "[b][color=f6989d]This was not the work of Archadia, not at all. This stone was said to be lost in Nabudis...what is it doing here?[/color][/b]"

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Grant watched the fight unfold, crossing his arms. "[b][color=92278f]What it really means, Savayna, is that Nadeline is going to play every card she has--even if she doesn't know what the card is.[/color][/b]" He would look at Wesley momentarily. "[b][color=92278f]I can assure you that each spell she has used so far has been the very first time she has casted it. She is relying purely on the knowledge she has, rather than the practice. She reacts quickly enough, but anyone who uses even the most basic magicks know how unwise it is to use such advanced spells without proper training. I digress, however, and admit...I'm rather impressed. Since I saw Scourge, I knew that despite her inexperience, she does have the talent to control the magicks. My only wonder has to be whether or not she can keep it up...[/color][/b]"

As Ultima would divide herself, Nadeline took a few steps backwards, mentally taking note of the positions they were in relative to her. She would take her hand and glide it from the base of the sword to its tip, and it would glow once more. As the spells would come, Nadeline sliced through the first one cleanly, and it because a rhythm as each Holaga would get cut down. Each one would promptly explode in response, forcing Nadeline to keep moving, though she was going to make sure she would keep up her aggressive offense. Her magical glyph would appear beneath her feet as she ran, and as she skidded to a halt, each Ultima would be in range for her next attack. She would draw a circle in the air in front of her, the magicks flowing from her rapier to mimic the glyph beneath her.

"[b][i][color=fdc68a]Scathe[/color][/i]![/b]" She called, and the glyph would promptly shoot forth a non-elemental magic very reminiscent of a giant laser at her enemies.