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[color=A020F0][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mount Othrys
[color=A020F0][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Musical Mystiokinesis, Combative Magic, Guitar, Stick Combat (RR: Musical Mystiokinesis)[/center][hr][hr]
	Waverley's body went stiff as howls filled the crumbling castle, her head whipping about to see where they could possibly be coming from. It didn't exactly sooth her when upwards of a dozen werewolves crept out from the shadows, looking ready to kill. Having been a musician for quite some time, Waverley didn't often get debilitating stage fright, but she'd also never played for an audience that wanted to rip her throat out as badly as these humanoid wolves seemed to (except for perhaps in some of the smaller, more conservative towns she'd been forced to travel through on a few occasions). As the canines descended on the group, Waverley felt herself freeze up, her hand hovering over the strings of her guitar. Right up until, a few seconds later, Madalyne grabbed hold of it.

	[color=A020F0]"Wha- AGH!"[/color] Waverley only had a split second to be confused before she felt Maddy sap her of...[i]something[/i], something she couldn't quite pin a name to. She felt herself grow dizzy, and a cloud of what felt like writer's block on steroids polluted her mind. It was like some of the essence of her creative inspiration was being drawn out of her. A few things that sat in the backburner of her mind - concepts for chord progressions, half-baked melodies, unwritten lyrics - seemed to fade away into nothingness. She bent over a bit, hands going to her head, trying to shake the haze away. She managed it after a few seconds, aided in her descent back to earth by the loud sound of...Christmas music? She looked up, seeing Nancy belting the famous holiday tune out, causing a few of the wolves to start bleeding from their ears.

	[color=A020F0]"It's...it's the middle of June my dude,"[/color] she said, but her attention was immediately torn off of Nancy's unconventional battle hymn as a number of beasts managed to pin down three of their teammates, including both of her fellow fivers. She let out a deep sigh, and began to [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-R2d6BV0XBQ]play[/url] along with Nancy's singing, pouring some of her remaining magic into the song and wishing for the release of her friends. As she strummed, the pile of dust and rubble behind her caused by Atlas' first attempted attack began to quake, shifting as it began to levitate in the air. It compressed, stretching into a long cylinder, becoming something of a serpent of crushed stone. It flew threw the air, crashing into the werewolf on top of Madalyne and throwing it back, before doing the same to the one on Marco. 

	But before it could get to Emily, Waverley felt her magical energy wavering. She tried to keep the Onix-like snake together, but she couldn't manage it. As it slipped from her magical grasp, it lost shape, crumbling back to the ground as nothing more than an array of broken rocks. She let out of a huff. But she didn't have time to rest, not with Em still under the werewolf. With her magic dwindling, Waverley instead slipped her guitar off her shoulder and grabbed it by the neck, running at the beast. As she got into range of it, she swung her instrument into its side, shoving it off her friend. 

	[color=A020F0]"Men can be such dogs!"[/color] she joked, slipping the guitar strap back over her shoulder. There was always time for puns. She wasn't sure how much magic she had left in her, but as she saw the portal flicker, she knew she had to try to help Madalyne in her efforts. She continued to play, this time pushing her influence to the portal in hopes of helping it stay up. She had no intention of going through the portal before everyone else was through, even at Madalyne's command.

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Waverley will be doing her best to aid Madalyne in her endeavor of keeping the portal open
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