Shizel watched the scene unfold, the great magic that Ventuswill conjured -- her gaze following its path to watch the damage it inflicted on the creature that emerged from what had once been Dycedarg's body. By the time she turned back towards the girl, she had already been pierced by the crystallized blade... Her dark eyes washed over the figure, not recognizing the young man's face that it had taken on.

The voice inside of her gasped sharply, a desperate No... no! sounding from the corners of her mind.

The woman was unphased, stepping to the side to avoid the spike that shot up from the ground beside her, and crouching down as she felt the need to cough -- her hand covering her mouth, revealing a trickle of blood that she wiped at. Had the poison truly affected her this much? Unless -- there was more poison she had ingested before this... damn.

Closing her eyes, the mage began to chant her spell, weaving the magic around her as she drew up the energy of an attack she would pour all of her Dark Aurora into... Dycedarg -- he would pay for what he had done to her!