Even near the back rows, Rialynn reeled from the dizzying effects of the Chaotic Wave. She blinked hard a few times, taking a few quick breaths as she fought to adjust to the weakening of her body. She felt a hard knot of unease in the core of her gut, but they had to press forward. The cycle had to be stopped.

Shaking out her wrists, she swept her arms up over her head and spun twice, allowing her feet to carry her through the familiar steps of the Love Power dance that would allow her allies to attack twice. It felt incredibly strange to dance in the middle of the battlefield instead of wielding her sword, just as it always did, but that was just how this world worked. She arched her back and rolled forward, drawing one knee up as she pirouetted again with the tails of her bandanna swirling in the flurry of her auburn hair.

And since she had Disillusion in her skill set to let her mix the steps of two dances, she changed the measure of her steps in a three-beat Waltz to reduce an enemy's stats. The least she could do was even the playing field a little as far as their weaknesses were concerned.