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Just as the beast went to lay his hand on her, three figures struck out at him, getting between the mage and the monstrosity. It was her team mates. Tiberius, Kaite, and Ivan. Zenovia was caught by surprise by their sudden attack, she thought that they had all been incapacitated somehow from the man's attacks. She noticed the a glow that came from each of their rings, sensing the magical energy that flowed into her allies. The shaman then heard a voice echo in her mind, she suspected that it was a mental attack from the beast, however it was the voice of a woman. A friendly sounding one at that. As she listened to the woman in her mind, she slowly got to her feet once more, pushing through the exhaustion and pain. [color=6ecff6]"I too would be disappointed."[/color] She whispered in reply, a slight grin appearing on her face.

Zenovia breathed in deeply as she analysed the situation, however she could wait for too long, her friends, especially Ivan, was giving their all. It was her turn to do so as well. Fortunately, Laina and Vert had successfully pulled the cursed sword out of the dirt, causing a wonderful sensation as her magic began to flow naturally again. Her eyes reignited with the blue spirit flames as she planted her staff into the ground. The earth began to let off a mist-like aura that spread around the clearing. Spirits peeked out of the trees in curiosity, drawn to Zenovia's magical calls.

Muttering some incoherent words of magic, the spirits began to rush towards the shaman, forming a massive blue orb of light above the head of the staff. The orb streamed into the staff, sending a trail of blue light across the ground toward the beast, which then created a small circle around it at it's feet. [color=6ecff6]"Faer sauth-!"[/color] She shouted as the spirits obeyed her command. The blue light began to crawl up the monster like vines, pulsing as it moved, soon covering it's whole body. The beast would feel his energy being sapped away, the tendrils mercilessly digging into his armour, attempting to attack and rip his very soul. Some nice payback indeed.