Aloa had raised her arm, half expecting an attack, but it had vanished. The sound of Vlyn hitting the wall quickly revealed its intention. She sent him a mental apology for not immediately going to him, though she would brandish her claw, her glyph appearing beneath him. For just a moment, it wavered; whatever this [i]creature[/i] was, it had completely eaten a majority of the mist in the area. Even breathing would soon become a task in itself. However, the last thing she needed was a distraction, and as Vlyn let out a groan, she looked back at him.

Seemingly realizing what she was about to do, he struggled to get up, reaching out towards her. "[color=thistle]Aloa--[/color]" He was cut off as her magicks finished, his form vanishing entirely from the area.

And now, it had her full attention.

It separated much quicker than she had anticipated, though an attack was immanent. Letting out a small sigh, she knelt down, her knee nearly touching the ground, and she would leap high, high into the air. Turning her body, her feet were planted firmly on the ceiling for a moment. Just before gravity would pull her down, she opened her mouth wide, an unearthly scream erupting from her as she channeled the shamaness' death wail. Colliding with the magicks, it seemed to work to spread them, loosening the concentration of the spells. She would then finally come down, her foot slamming the ground and crumbling it, sending a shockwave of both magicks and the ground itself surging forward in a circle around her.