Melina Vale --- Mt. Hakobe Village
Melina just glanced over at the others as they talked, wishing they'd screw off already. "To be honest, I've never head of a virus mage, sounds a tad prissy if you ask me. Plague wizard would sound much cooler." She knew the fight she had just volunteered for would stress her abilities, but she was glad to finally meet an individual that could possibly beat her, though, she didn't plan on letting any such thing happen. She could hear Mithera worrying over everyone. Calm down, your worrying is going to distract me and get me hurt at this rate.Meiina sighed softly at the wave of apologies she received as the first attack came. She moved out of the way of the ball of smoke easily enough, and met the charge by Acheon with her own, going upwards and forwards with the claw she had made with her own blood around her hand, aiming for the exposed part of her opponent's shoulder. Melina's plan was to simply draw blood, then use it to make her better at fighting her opponent. After the clawed strike with her hand, she danced back and did a large, arcing strike in front of her with the scythe in the general direction of her opponent.
Mithera
Mithera watched everyone fight with only worried thoughts, and just did her best to try and quiet them as Melina said she needed to concentrate. The little white dragon glided so that she was directly above Hemlock, far enough up to not be noticed and attacked, but close enough she could make out who was who. It only took a moment of watching Karn fight before she decided she had no choice but to join the fray and dove straight towards the flying individual as Karn bit at the dragon's head. Her white body would make her difficult to see against the sky behind her, and she hoped sincerely that the flying man wouldn't expect the weight equivalent of a house cat crashing into him from the sky, kicking, biting, and clawing mercilessly at whatever they could get in reach. All of which was exactly what Mithera was attempting to do.