"Perhaps it would be wise to show kindness to the Angel of Truth. Who knows what'll happen if she remains suspended in the air like that."

As the figure had finished speaking, his arms went down, though Emette stayed where she was. The Creature - well, at least the one representing that which was known as the Creature - pointed a single finger towards Aloa and when the thumb came up and snapped, all around Aloa tendrils from the darkness came out of nowhere and had launched themselves for Aloa's form. Though, while she became focused on that, little did Emette know that the mist holding her up was not only keeping her from interfering but soon she'd figure out that the mist was slowly eating away at whatever remained of her life force.

One would reckon less than ten minutes remained before she'd be completely drained of the very energy that has kept her going for this long.