Devika stayed well in the back as the fighting got underway, her hands wrapped in a pair of thick gloves with spiked knuckles. She didn't really know what to do, or if she could even do anything at all.

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Kijani breathed in happily, feeling the glorious weight and power of a thick tome in her hands. "Oh, sweet paper." She stroked the page with her fingertips. "I'll never take you for granted again." She checked the sword that was neatly in it's scabbard on her back, and then she darted off into battle, seeking any target that would give her trouble. She saw John looking pretty terrifying, chasing down Jack. His hands were caught up in sticky web, and with a wave of will, she detached several pages from her tome. They flew forward, shredding the webs into bits like they were made of nothing. "Don't play with your food, John!" With that said, she recalled her pages and went to cause more trouble.