Kazelia nods and takes the amulet. She had hoped he would stay, but that was good enough. She places it over her own head and the magical command rings out across the garthim: [i]be still![/i]. They're a distraction and it's time to give the gathered princesses a chance to focus. They made a much better guest list than a bunch of giant crabs.

It was only then that Kazelia drew her spear and turned her attention to her father. Fire sprang to life up and down the haft of the spear, its glow reflecting the fire in her eyes that blazed fiercely. It swirled past her arm and skirting the edges of her poofy dress and stockings. She wasn't about to ruin a perfectly good wedding outfit! As she strode forwards, she saw Alina hold onto Rita then roll away from Oberon's boot as he slammed the floor hard enough to spread cracks away from the spot and gripped her spear tighter. She saw Jessamine swoop down and quickened her pace, Mary Janes scraping over the stone floor. She saw Oberon grab the princess from atop Shiva with all his strength, yanking Jess from the saddle, and that was when Kazelia struck.

[Keep Busy: 2+5+2=9. His attention is all on Kazelia, but he'll retaliate when time is up.]

She let out a loud snarl, hundreds of years of suppressed rage compacted into an instant. Her spear raked across his back and the flame left scorch marks along his wedding suit. It wasn't enough to truly injure him, but it was enough to make him forget Jessamine and turn away from her, Alina, and Rita for the moment. As he turns, she strikes again with a quick thrust straight for the stomach. It forces him to parry with his bare hands, getting them a little singed even as his strength lets him push the spear aside. Again, and again, and again, she circles him and strikes, feinting and pressing, constantly singing him and never letting him have the time to fully recover himself. Kazelia forces him to slowly give ground, a single step, then another. As she does, her breathing becomes more even and she regains her voice.

"A thousand years ago, you dragged our me from our home! You dragged my sisters away! A home that [i]you[/i] ruined! You pulled us into the dark, you froze our hearts, you threw us to the void, and for what?! To make us your tools?!" There are tears in her eyes. In Feloria, she hadn't known yet. She had been just at the cusp of regaining herself, of remembering her mother and her family, her years of journeys. It had taken time to get even that far, and then more time to see what he had been doing, to understand Mother Void, to face her sisters and her brother. It had been so slow, first. Nearly a year from the tiny strain of distant song until the moment that it became too much for her heart and she had to leave. Recently, it had been like a whirlwind, new friends, new places, discovering the kindness and joy in her heart, the beauty and the song that she wanted to share. 

As the dance continued, her breathing calmed, but her spear strikes grew faster. She settled into a rhythm, driven not by anger, but by a steady beat at the center of her soul. Mother spoke next, through her. "Your truth is Want, Oberon. You want everything to be yours. You want everything to be about you! You made our family depend on you. But want blinds you. You're so blind, you can't even see that I'm not the same daughter you lured here by promising I'd get to see the stars. I've grown. I've forgiven my family. I've taken Mother Void into my heart and offered her something you [i]never[/i] could. That's...that's why you've lost the people you made." [i]Yes, yes, yes[/i] Mother thinks, and she would like nothing more than a dissection of every lie, veneer, and facade that Oberon has ever worn. But this is not that time. This is the time to move past him after so long.

"I thought that I was just going to take revenge for everything that you did, Oberon. Tear away your people and your family, save this world, and be done with everything I ever needed to do. But what I've realized is that would have still made everything about you. I'm tired of that." The flames blaze as she twirls and twin strands of fire try to enwrap Oberon like a great snake, forcing him onto his heels and away from the heat as he tries and fails to grab the spear. "We are going to stop you together, save Ourania, Argossa and this whole world. Then when we're done, I'm going to build a life here with my sisters and my brother, with my friends, and without you in it."