"Spunky?" Niesha said with a laugh, "oh, I like that" she threw up the two balls of light up into the air, where they hovered. She shifted, keeping them both in her sight. 

Amateur mistake? She doubted there was much amateur about the woman. Illusions were on thing, auras were another. You couldn't hide your aura. It reflected yourself. Niesha herself was probably less experienced then the woman. That didn't mean that she couldn't kick her butt, and the man too, if she had to. But she hesitated, because she didn't know what the man could do. 

When the wall broke away, Niesha started, looking over to see Zed. She was pleased that he was okay, she had been worried there that the first person she helped with her power might not come good again. And then the woman started shouting.

No second chances? Everyone had a second chance, but...no, not these people, she was sure of that. 

She screamed as she was blown back, twisting, catching herself by letting light form around her. It was instinct. Her balls of light winked out as she lost control over them. 

And now, she stood, worse for wear. She formed two long thick whips of light. She stood straight, her small frame, despite the light that she had woven around herself, battered and bruised. Yet still she stood. Before the woman could recover, she flicked one whip towards her, looking around for the man.