Just as it had seemed like Octavia had broken then ice with the young demon; she felt a great force rip her away from him. It was the wraith. However, before she could react, a skeleton had gotten a hold of her and put tight restraints on her wings, wrists, ankles, and neck. However, this time she did not fight the wraith or rather... She no longer had the strength in her to fight.

Suddenly, the faerie from before had appeared, laughing in a maniacle manor. However, her attack had missed the wraith and exploded when it had made contact with the ground. Octavia had been caught up in the blazing recoil and was sent flying and was burnt in the process. Her burnt body slammed into a nearby tree, hitting her head and spine against the trunk of the tree, then once again when she hit the ground. Octavia's gaze slowly fell upon the fight as blood poured from the injury on her head, before her mind slipped into unconsciousness once more.