Travis observed the Causality Scryer's progress in purging Zuri's curse. For a moment, it appeared as though the process would be without incident. If that were the case, he would have had to give its architects far more credit than he had previously given. However, it was evidently a foolish appeal in the end. Travis watched as Zuri began to recoil, expressing clear tension and what appeared to be growing agony across her face. Travis bore his clenching teeth. This was what he was concerned from the get go; a potential side effect of the curse being aggressive and procedurally cut out.

Seconds later, he soon found that whatever was befalling Zuri was not simply pain. Travis watched as her right hand slow and unsteadily raise upward. The act and movement of Zuri's arm betrayed her painful reactions, almost as if it was moving on its own accord and yet there was apparent resistance or struggle in the motion. It soon became brutally clear to Travis that this wasn't a mere byproduct of the curse being remove, it was in-fact the curse quite literally fighting back. And Zuri was trying her best to keep it in check and stop it from taking notable aim at the spell's caster.

"Aw hell," Travis muttered, quickly concluding that curse was now taking extreme measures to stop its dispelling.

In the brief moments, if not seconds before Zuri's curse would pull something, Travis recalled their battle with Rutger and remembered how Zuri formulated her attacks. Crystals. Shards of dark palette variety capable of disrupting magic and the flow of a caster's mana. The thought of either being jabbed by a large crystal or being obstructed from maintaining the spell was unappealing put the Untalent into high alert.

Sure enough, Zuri's efforts were at the breaking point as he quickly caught the materialization of one such crystal in her hand. Travis noted the first time she has had lobbed one of these projectiles and identified the insane speed it flew. It was outstanding untraceable to the common eye and that put him at a serious disadvantage, resulting in very little time to respond effectively. He had only a few seconds to spare.

"Incoming!" Travis yelled, hoping to alert Felix to the impending danger that was about to befall them, namely the Untalent in this instance. 

Timing was now everything as he had no way to evade with the juncture given to him and the spell essentially kept him in place anyway. If he was going to get out of this troubling event alive, Travis needed to make his reply head-on into the trajectory of Zuri's possessed attack. Gambling on an educated guess, Travis drew his left hand out and casted instinctively projected a repulsion spell. Seeing as Zuri's crystals would likely punch through any barrier he could produce; his one methodology was to instead alter the course of the inbound crystal. Honestly, a grazing hit was better than a direct hit in his book. 

Sure enough, the attack came but as Travis predicted, he, at least physically, couldn't see it coming. However, with his response planned out with mere seconds ahead of time, he concluded in the split-second moment that the crystal thrown at him was no longer in Zuri's palm and thankfully neither was it stuck into him. He however dared not draw his eyes anywhere else other than to Zuri and whatever her curse has in store. Presumably if that one stroke of defiance was the curse's last hurrah. Anticipating any more trouble, Travis began conjuring up another spell to better his defense just in case.