[color=c4df9b][b]Ettamri Belarence[/b][/color][hr]
"Sunface! Idiot!" Two people fell. Frozen by the mage she had explicitly told to deal with first.

[i]blue skies behind bars the smile and outstretched hands[/i]

Perhaps it was just as well that they could not see her face as contorted with rage as it was. That electric atmosphere, that dangerous feeling, her strength, magnified far beyond monstrous. The scream that passed through her lips wasn't human, it was almost completely an explosion of sound as even her lungs seemed to magnify its strength.

The ice seemed but a minor inconvenience as she just pulled her feet away, breaking it away, before launching herself screaming wildly. The greatsword handled so effortlessly before now seemed light as a reed in her hands, the sword flying wildly in mighty arcs, crashing through ice, ground and rock with equal impunity. 

Perhaps Ash was correct in retreating.