The Chaos Wave overtook Lust in a way that was agonizingly similar to being exposed to the remains of her former human self. She was momentarily paralyzed on the spot, her breath seizing in her throat, and the sounds of various people breaking out into a cacophony of different songs, shouted abilities, and calls to allies. The din was deafening.

Then she felt the soothing wash of Mikleo's Prayer as it swept over her, banishing the momentary web that ensnared her senses and allowing her to breath. For her, her physical defense was boosted. Pity, she'd hoped for attack or magic power, but this would keep her alive a while longer yet, she supposed.

What was more, she received an extra boost to her defenses with the Divine Caress. She drew her sword and began to Focus, preparing to enhance her spells. "Don't you think you should cast that on yourself first?" she said, albeit not unkindly. She was wearing a little smile, which was perhaps the equivalent of saying 'thank you' under the circumstances.