[b]Alicia Hayden[/b]

"Tch." It quickly became clear to Alicia that she had not recovered as much as she thought she had, for as much as her arrows did they were nothing more than a fancy light show. A distracting light show to be fair, but one that didn't exactly pack the kind of wallop that she had been hoping to achieve. Even her success with the ice had been rapidly reverted, as the one responsible merely layered on even more ice to hold them in place. 

Unsure how the fight with Caroline was going, Alicia felt herself wishing that Suwako was here, or any of the other girls that she was used to fighting with. She could trust them to cover her back, or know that she wasn't exactly going at it with all her strength and be able to adjust to cover the gap it made. As it stood, she only really trusted Penny in that capacity here, since they had fought together before.

At least it was causing a bit of trouble for their attackers. Her gaze narrowed as she kept it up, not wanting to overplay her hand and reveal how drained she was. Better if they thought it was deliberate on her part. When it appeared though her focus snapped to the orb. Sure, the restored Bastion might be able to take it but the people on the ship (like her). "Your 'master' tried to kill my friends!' she yelled back in response to the query, going for the personal option over the obvious 'save the world' one. At the same time she prepared to switch focus now that it was clear this wasn't working.

Not that she got the chance to. A gunshot and then sudden pain flared in her arm, causing her to drop her bow as she was sent spinning from the impact before falling to the deck. Tears budded in the corners of her eyes as she cradled her limb, which felt like it had been torn off rather than just shot. Dimly she could hear Penny return fire and the ship heave beneath them for some odd reason, but her mind was focused on one thing right now. 

Alicia was in pain, exhausted, angry, and her nerves were rapidly approaching the point where she was just fed up with everything. Each breath rushed out in sharp bursts as she closed her eyes and focused on dealing with her current situation. "Come on Alicia, what would the girls think if they saw you like this?" she spat at herself with a scowl. Forget impressing any one else here, her fellow Beckoners were the ones who really motivated her to perform at her best. Reaching inside she grasped at what strands of energy remained to go about healing her wound or at least dulling the pain.

Once she had accomplished that to the best of her capabilities she grabbed her bow and rose, assessing the situation at hand. Swinging her aim to Kimble, the arrows she launched would be more like small clusters of needles, pinprick sized bolts of light designed to be more efficient in her mana usage. She couldn't just spend it needlessly anymore. At the rate things were going they might not have enough left in the tank to beat Justine even if they reached her. She had to do her best to prevent that situation from arising if she could, even if it taxed her beyond her own personal limits. Sure, maybe she had to use one arm and her foot to draw the bow, but that was nothing new for her either. They all had to do their best if they were going to win.