[b]Tartys[/b]

Snagging the Thunderstone out of the air as it was passed to her, Tartys let out a sigh as she felt the power rush through her. Her hand curled, the surge of energy bringing her a mental clarity that she had lacked thus far. She was the one who wanted peace,  to return to her life, yet she kept holding herself back from employing her full magic. She was the one who kept handicapping herself, crippling her own ability and not doing what needed to be done to ensure that they finally won and get what she wanted. Better to have taken her harp then, if she was going to act in such a way. 

Her fist tightened in determination as her gaze hardened. Yes, if she was going to fight then she would have to fight. No holding back, no regrets. Magic blossomed and raced along her body, all major wounds fading away and her wing restored to full functionality. It took a chunk out, but with the boost from the Thunderstone it wasn't that bad on her. 

About that time their opponent appeared, a woman with long blond hair that kicked up a surprising amount of wind. newly healed wings folded in to resist the blowing air as the woman announced her willingness to engage in the challenge, and the fight began in earnest. It wasn't enough to stop her from being thrown off her feet though, and she quickly reacted to keep from being slammed down as she took shaky flight. With how strong the wind was she could only be carried along, and hope that she didn't hit something too painful.  

Flying with her wings fully spread was impossible, so she held them close as she did her best to try and stab relatively stable. At least the others were managing, and with a quick burst of power she cast out a spell towards Syphax. He would find himself embraced in a momentary glow before it settled in, creating a visible haze around him that would serve to obscure his exact position, a 'blink' of sorts. It wasn't major scale magic, but it might make the difference in personal combat. 

Meanwhile Nyx treated Zyata's comment with all the seriousness it deserved. She had tried so far, and it wouldn't be so easy to get her to change her mood. Certainly not here, in this particular situation. Soon enough they had other things to worry about as the wind tossed them all, or rather most of them. Nyx quickly adapted, gunblade spinning and firing as she attempted to use it as propulsion. Sots would be sent winging towards their opponent as Nyx tried to get past her. 

In the meanwhile Tartys did the same, ready with her magic to assist those who needed it as she fought the wind. Thy just had to beat this boss and it would all be over. Whatever she had to do to make that happen, she was ready. 

[@The 42nd Gecko][@Mega Birb][@TheWindel][@KoL][@Lucius Cypher]