[Right][H2][color=#CA9BF7]Fia Blackfire[/color][/H2][/right]
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	It didn’t take long. Already on their search for the missing hands from the camp, the came across one. He was disoriented, bloodied and confused. It was a miracle the man was still alive in his condition. Broken and bruised. Fia held out her hand, a sphere of light manifesting just above her right palm. It did little other than reveal their position, but the increase in light felt needed. Something dangerous was lurking around and an increase to the field of vision should help.

	Roxas immediately went to tend to the man, while Gray Flame remained vigilant, keeping his eyes scanning through the trees. The musical melody that roused the otherwise indisposed man became eager to follow the voice. It wasn’t just that man either, many of the rescue party felt roused one way or another. Carnatia joined Gray in an effort of vigilance. Nanashi was also up there with them. Fia stood her ground, maintaining her little ball of light. She would let those melee oriented characters take the lead, but Fia remained vigilant herself.

	The song continued, and while some members were feeling its sway, most still kept their composure. Tillius looked ready to follow, but his stance and grip on his weapons remained strong. Fia just waited, contemplating whether she should toss her light ball forward to illuminate the way ahead. Her hesitance would catch up, as the singing entity revealed itself. A celestial looking elf appeared, her song getting louder upon her approach. The voice matched her appearance, but the situation felt wrong. Nothing Fia could pin point, at least not until Carnatia followed through with her attack.

	Now fully exposed, whatever tricks it was using to deceive the party faltering. A giant white spider with an elven woman gruesomely assimilated into the head of the arachnid. So this is what took the hand aids away. An eight legged giant using an enchanting song as a lure. Impressive and intriguing, and dangerous as well. Who knows how many others were like it within this forest. The phantoms of the lost city of Lasse was just the beginning, at least those were locked in torment within the city walls. But this was a taste of what else they might come across just wandering the twilight forests.

	The light in Fia’s hand dimmed as it was replaced with a ball of fire. Carnatia was already engaged with the monster, and Gray Flame charged forward as well. Fia focused waiting for Roxas and Vesemir to back away, clearing the space for engagement. Fia took a step forward and offer her own words of warning.

	“Watch out, darlings, it’s going to get warmer.” said Fia. The ball of fire in her hand began to shrink. More specifically, it started to condense. The heat remained even as the color of the fire deepened from red and orange to black. In the dead of night, it was barely perceptible. She moved her arm forward as though she was pushing the now marble sized magic into the air. The orb flew just over the humongous spider monster’s abdomen. There, the true force of the spell erupted. It was her own personal variation of molded elemental magic. It was her signature when it came to manipulation of magic.

	The little marble of black fire expanded like a bomb into a 20 foot ball of black fire, highlighted in dark blues. Hundreds of flaming tongues whipped about the edges of the fireball, each surrounded in white aura outlining their forms. There was some light emitted, but not much in comparison to any bonfire of a similar size.  The spider would be engulfed in the fire. Fia took care to make sure the fireball detonated so both Carnatia and Gray would be out side of its radius. It would not protect them from the emanating heat, but they would be safe from the blast itself baring any last second movements. The fireball lasted under a second, but the power was deliberate. Fia let out a quick sigh. While it would be nice if that finished the job, Fia would wait until the dust had settled.