Cocky, wasn't he? Shion looked annoyed as he disappeared, though he was seemingly predictable. Not wanting to give him any type of opening, her free hand would rip her flower from its place, crushing it in her hand as she would whip her sword around, the magicks negating themselves as they reached her. He would appear from above; she shook her head at him, throwing the petals of her rose into the air above her. Two or three petals spun, glowing as they would cut through the darkened Firaga. The rest of the petals fell to the ground peacefully, each one glowing as it would plant itself onto the crystal's surface. As the magicks would fade around them, Shion eyed Zodiark carefully. She knew she wanted nothing more than to grab him by the neck and toss him over the edge, but alas, she kept her temper under control.

After all, it was her turn.

Her hair billowed as a wind came out of nowhere, several petals swirling around her sword. From her free arm, she summoned what would look like a copy of her divine blade. She held it out with the blade pointing to the ground and dropped it, though rather than simply drop it would fall into what looked like a pool of light. Snapping her fingers, any petals still in the air would form several glyphs, each one surrounding them. She snapped her fingers once more, several of the glyphs shooting what would look like white beams of light all aiming at him. Any that weren't shooting lasers were shooting out the copies of the swords Shion had chose to drop. Without waiting to see if any of them connected, she ran forward herself, her own lights having little effect as she would swing her blade rapidly.