Alya stared at the small fluff ball which now sat in her hands. She hoped that Rilana was okay.. she didn't know what happened to her friend after she had gone into the burrow. Her worries faded away as she watched Rilana regain consciousness. The battle that raged below her went largely ignored as she had been worrying about her friend; but now that the half-elf knew that she was okay, the sound of clashing weapons rang in her sensitive ears. Alya wanted to talk to Rilana, but this was neither the time nor place to do that. As much as she wanted to learn more about the Moon Fey, that would have to wait until the journey was over and everything was resolved.

She was rather glad that she was a fair ways away from the conflict, as the sound would most likely give her a concussion without even being hit by a weapon. Her gaze swept across the mayhem, only to see Echo growling away at a skeleton. It made a clumsy swing at the Wolf pup, but Echo was able to leap out of the way of the weapon. 

Alya needed to help somehow, but she didn't quite know what to do. In her mind, the Note of Ice seemed to resonate like an unforgettable tune. Something clicked. The half elf remembered that she had learnt a magic.. Named 'Elementalism'. How she knew this was a mystery to her, but she chose not to dwell on it too much. Putting her flute to her lips, she played the Note of Ice. She wanted to stop the skeleton from attacking Echo. But how? Memories of the frozen statues in the tower came to mind. The way the Charr's pet started freezing over was also a vivid picture. [color=6ecff6][i]I hope this works..[/i][/color] She thought to herself as she concentrated on her note. 

The bard felt the magic flow through her flute as it usually would, however it felt slightly different. It was hard to describe.. It felt less fluid than her usual Song magic, almost fragmented? 

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As Echo growled at the skeleton, he noticed that a sheet of ice was crawling up from it's feet. Of course the Skeleton didn't notice it at all, taking another swing at the animal. Echo leapt back to stay out of reach. The undead warrior tried to move, but the ice had already grown passed it's knee. It wasn't long before the skeleton was frozen solid, much like the statues in the tower.
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As the ice grew on the skeleton, Alya could feel her magic draining away. She could feel it draining at a faster pace than it would when she played regular music. The half-elf could feel cold droplets of sweat form on her brow as she persevered in her casting. When the skeleton had been fully frozen, the flute dropped from her trembling fingers, hitting the ice floor with a loud '[i]CLANG![/i]'. She fell to her knees and hands, her chest heaving from exhaustion; she could barely hold herself up. It probably wasn't the best idea, but hopefully Echo will be okay for awhile.

She knew that she wouldn't be able to help Rilana at all now. Not that she could do much in the first place. But she hoped that the Moon Fey, as well as everyone else, would make it out safely. [color=6ecff6][i]I could use a nap..[/i][/color] was a thought that crossed her mind, but she made an effort to keep herself conscious.