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Up above in her clouds, Lumia watched the battle unfolding beneath her and for a moment in time things felt frozen. This whole thing was such a turn of events from what her journey through the mainland had been so far. Not only that but she was partaking in combat more intense than she had ever been in and somehow she was managing to be helpful even though she felt way out of her depth. This was the destruction and chaos her village had worked so hard to keep at bay and away from their island, and she was a part of that fight now. 

She was quickly taken back to reality however, at the sounds of blades clashing and the disturbing gurgles and splurshes of men being stabbed and wounded. From her vantage point she kept an eye out for any more retreating dragons, parting narrow sections of the fog for paths to escape and closing the fog back up quickly behind them. When it seemed everyone who needed to had gotten out safely she began focusing more on the offensive, focusing on helping any of her kind who found themselves cornered or outnumbered. 

Had any of these humans ever experienced what it was like to literally have your head stuck in a cloud? She wondered to herself, setting upon her target and doing exactly that, engulfing the soldier’s head in a thick, heavy, rain cloud as he and another human were about to attack one of the glamored dragons. The process would simulate the effects of drowning, and hopefully even out the fight a little.  Cocking her head to the side she tried to remember how long exactly it was humans could hold their breath again, she just knew it was a fairly short amount of time. The man would struggle to get away from the cloud and upon realizing he couldn’t would succumb to his panic, quickening his incapacitation as he ran out of air and fell to the ground. When he was down she didn’t stop there, moving off to continue helping her kind on the battlefield, alternating between blasting them off their feet with violent streams of water or suffocating them with her clouds.