Aerilyn looked between the others and noted that None of them were really prepared. [i]Hush. Just keep calm and allow things to play out to their advantage before taking the reigns away from them. That's our best bet right now.[/i] She then gave the others a grim nod before moving to a place where she could see the small encampment that the Vygorns had made to draw them out. There were several military type vehicles in a semicircle in the middle of the flattest stretch of trash. Inside the semicircle was a decently proportioned circle of Vygorns, all who were armed not only with their guns, but also their wits and prides. [i]I hope their egos get ripped a new one after this fight.[/i] She couldn't help but smirk at the thought. That's when she noticed that Will and Cora were in the very center of it all. She felt a slight twinge of guilt when she saw that they were gagged and bound. They didn't really stand a chance. But now with the rest of the group, she wondered if they really could pack a punch that would send the Vygorns running. [i]All we can do is try.[/i]

That's when Aerilyn slowly stood up from where she was crouching, revealing herself as a single black cloaked figure hardly shooting distance away. [i]Showtime.[/i] She then clenches her hands and began to focus on the anger that she felt for the Vygorns, for everything that they had done to their friends and the rest of the human race. They had disgraced her on a personal scale one too many times. The rage that she felt began to pulsate through her bloodstream and her heart rate sped up. That's when she felt the first gust of wind on the back of her neck. The power that resided within the core of her being slowly grew into what felt like a storm within her.

Just as quickly as the wind picked up, she felt the air beginning to become thick with her own soul. [i]Just let it become an extension of your spirit...[/i] She thought she could hear gunshots and even some shouting from the Vygorns, but her heart was pounding too loudly for her to tell. The wind grew stronger and more vicious by the second. A tinge of power hunger burned in Aerilym's ivy colored eyes. The thought of being able to retake the world by storm nearly consumed her thoughts. [i]I can kill them all if I want to. I can make them pay for every sin. I can become God.[/i] 

The strong winds then began to circle around her, picking up trash, dirt, and metal. With her at the eye of the tornado that was beginning to form, she started walking towards the group of Vygorns, each step that she took was another off the ground where she had once stood. She didn't even begin to discern the thoughts of "burning out", like the Light girl had. Power and self-justifying anger were the only things on her mind as the storm not only began to consume the trash heaps, but also herself.