[color=fff200][h3]Alaira Taenn, The Hunt[/h3][/color]
Alaira smirked as she saw the thing try to strike at her with its tail once more... She was a lot harder to hit than that. It might have expected her to try to dodge it, and it'd be right... She ducked down under it into a slide, manipulating air to whirl herself around and then using a final burst to shoot forward, Stabbing her greatblade into its side as she planted her feet on it, using another gust of air and a strong kick to both jam it further (Enough to poke out the other side) and get her away from any retaliatory strikes... She managed to get to it before it could teleport, and the sheer force of the blow was enough to send it crashing to the ground. She laughed loudly as she stood once more, gathering power in both her arms... [color=fff200][b]"It's over!"[/b][/color] She exclaimed... 

Now Alaira had a lot of power; she seemed more enduring than most students when it came to spells, able to cast more than most others before tiring... She did have a problem, particularly in her electromancy, however: She was fairly inaccurate and had difficulty controlling her magic when it was too far outside herself. However, when she had something for her electricity to anchor on to, something to guide it... all was well. Like, say, a rather large steel sword. She smiled wide as she let loose the power from her arms, arcing bolts lashing through the air to the blade, coursing through the nitemare and frying the internal organs it so desperately needed, the creature collapsing in a smoking heap. She made it look easy, true, but it was all luck... She knew that if Annabeth hadn't hit it and made it just a liiittle bit slower, it would have teleported and continued to wreak havoc for some time longer... 

She noticed Athalus show up right about then once she began to assess the situation... What the fuck even- And then, Some kind of 'asshole dream team' just... showed up. She grit her teeth, looking around for her next fight as someone ran straight to her, cackling and spewing nonsense... Great, crazy. She hated fighting crazy, they were much harder to shake than the average man. Still, she simply smirked, showing no fear or hesitation as she held her arm out, using magnetic energy to pull her sword back, catching it and resting it on her shoulder. She felt like humoring him... [color=fff200][b]"Heh, you really spoil me for choices..."[/b][/color] She said with a laugh, readying her blade into a fighting stance. [color=fff200][b]"How about all of 'em? You're gonna need 'em."[/b][/color]