Mable watched the others from the sideline, feeling a bit twitchy due to her inability to help. They seemed to be doing alright so far, no one had been killed in a gruesome fashion at least. The armadillos fighting Rafael and Sieve were thoroughly being suppressed so far. The monster fighting Rafael couldn't keep up with it's opponent, each of it's powerful swings easily being avoided by Rafael's strange movements. After being knocked back by yet another blow, it seemed to lose it's temper and simply lunged at the man, attempting to grab him with it's long arms.

Sieve's attack had knocked it's target onto it's back, it was confused for a moment, not knowing how it had been attacked, but didn't dwell on it. It instead curled it's self into a ball and quickly rolled towards where it last saw Sieve. It was effectively blind like this, but far more durable.

Septim's attack was enough to distract four of them from Evfimiia, who was their first target since she was closer to them. They held their arms in front of their faces to protect their them, but not before one of them was struck in the right eye by a stray projectile and fell to the ground. It began to panic and curled into a ball, then rolling towards Septim blindly. The other three turned their backs to Septim and set their sights on Evfimiia again, believing her to be the easier target. However they stopped once Kaede got in the way running quickly past them and setting herself between them and the ball carrier. They didn't see her as much of a threat at first and kept running, but stopped as she began to transform. They didn't quite know how to react to the sudden change. Two of them ran towards her in a straight path as they were provoked by the challenge while the third attempted to circle around her and continue chasing Evfimiia.

Meanwhile Mable had thought of the perfect way to help without setting foot on the field. They were playing a sport, it was basically the result of someone throwing a dart at a board with random unoriginal ideas on it, but it was still a sport. And since this was a sport, her team needed something for sure, 100% required. No doubt. Totally necessary.

"Lets go team~ lets go!" Mable clapped her hands and danced, cheering on her allies. "W! R! E! C! K! E! D! What's that spell!? Wriggity wrecked! Show em what you can do! I believe in you!" As she did this extremely vital performance, her mark began to glow with a pale light. At the same time the marked on the field would notice that their bodies felt lighter and stronger.