[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=E5D0FF][center]Elara
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[center][color=E5D0FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mojo... world?
[color=E5D0FF][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Vertigo Inducement[/center]

Elara's widened as she watched Andrew's entire suit begin to spark. Despite the danger of touching an electrified suit, Elara's guilt for hitting him overcame her and she firmly took his hand to lift him back onto his feet. Watts didn't take her hand, but she was too worried about the suit to think anything of it. Watts also seemed worried too, and Elara took a step back and watched in awe as he completely phased Andrew out of the suit.

The suit wasn't her only worry at the moment, as she looked to see that Longshot had gotten back to his feet. She pressed her lips together in anger. [i]This guy doesn't give up, does he? Why can't I do anything to him?[/i] He threw another bout of shurikens and even though Elara tried to dodge them, one embedded itself into the muscle above her clavicle. She cried out and gripped her shoulder, knowing that it wouldn't be easy to get this one out. How far had it sliced into her? How much would she bleed, if she removed it? She grit her teeth and sunk to one knee. She could only watch as Belladonna was hit with the blast of a gun. This guy was seriously dangerous. He'd almost killed her. He could if he wanted to. She watched him laugh at Sapphire's words through the tears that brimmed in her eyes because of the pain.

While she tried to think of something to do about the shuriken in her shoulder, she was glad to see that Watts and Arthur weren't phased by his attacks. Even though it took a second throw, Elara watched Arthur yeet the sparking suit right at him. [i]Finally![/i] She thought as she saw what was left of Longshot after the suit exploded upon impact. [color=E5D0FF]"Is he down? Did we get him?[/color] She asked, watching the still conscious but battered man. Even if the others answered her, she didn't trust that Longshot was down for the count. She needed to do something, and fast. Would the odds be in her favor now, when he was recovering?

She had to try. She focused all of her energy into creating one more illusion. When Longshot opened his eyes, he would see who could be an old friend. At first, her face would be blurred; a side effect of Elara's poor luck in using her ability at the current time. A few seconds later, it would appear that Spiral was standing beside him in the flesh. Face and all. If Longshot really was the friend that Spiral was looking for, he would say or do something to let them all know. Maybe it would even get him to stop attacking. Maybe, just [i]maybe[/i], it would help him regain his memory of who he once was.