[color=a0410d]"Nawh...whay'd y'hafta go an do that?"[/color]

	Violet's heart sunk. People didn't really keep talking after she smashed their head in, but this wasn't 'people'. And this wasn't just two heads. As Ruby's flare went down the hall, Violet realized she was a bit in over her head, her ball growing a much brighter yellow, resembling a small sun. The heads began their attack on everyone. The heads began their assault by sending two heads after Sierra. Violet began to try and assess the situation and prioritize. [color=darkviolet]Two going after Sierra, Walker's right in the middle of everyone, nothing after me right now and-[/color] And before she could even finish that thought, Violet looks over and sees Kite being dragged and trying his best to fend off Keepa. Kite was horrified and still was fighting and yet Violet still questioned her resolve, even in this situation. Still afraid to act since she couldn't make heads or tails of the situation, but she knew that standing around would only get her killed.
	Then she was snapped back to reality as she heard a horrid sound. She heard Kite screaming in absolute agony. Violet couldn't believe it, she couldn't keep her promise again. She had no idea what Keepa was spewing over to Kite, it could be acid for all she knew. But if it was... Kite might not...
	Then Violet's ball erupted into bright crimson flame. Violet raises her hand towards the ball and it rushed back into her palm. Despite how it may feel to others, the ball never would hurt it's owner. She sees the head notices her and starts to rush her. She takes one last quick glance at the field before she decides her new course of action. [color=violet]I'm not going to stand around and [b]watch my friend DIE![/b][/color] Before the head could reach her, she pulls out her dagger and has the ball lift her to the ceiling, dodging the head, and places her feet on the ceiling. She looks over to the head attacking Sierra and launches the ball with all her power at the head. Then she pushes off the ceiling as hard as she could. She wasn't very strong, but Xendrik taught her acrobatics and how to use her mind. If she couldn't use her arms, she'd use her legs to make up the difference in strength. She launched herself at this head, dagger first, and prayed it didn't recover before she could land a decisive hit.