[b]Penny[/b]
[@Liferusher][@silver fox]
Penny could see that Thor was as bad as her, if not worse. They'd kill each other at this rate. Penny's heart still beat fast, and weak and she was beginning to feel light headed. She could feel her magic try to heal her, but it wasn't helping this continual fighting. Penny could either finish this right now, and most likely finish herself if she used magic, or finish this by throwing them both over the edge, and probably surviving. 

Penny chose the latter. But she looked over her shoulder, seeing Karn losing control. 

[color=f7976a]"karn!"[/color] She snapped, her voice strong despite feeling weak, [color=f7976a]"Keep it together, damn it! Please! I don't have the strength to stop you going out of control"[/color] And now her voice trailed to weak. 

She could feel her legs begin to shake, and her heart seemed to gallop at an even faster rate. As much as Penny wanted to help, she didn't think she could. It was all she could do to keep herself upright. She didn't even try to avoid Thors attacks, not that she need worry. They missed. 

Penny did the only thing she could do right then. She moved closer to Thor, and more fell on Thor then shoved her off the edge, and gravity did the rest. 

Penny didn't want to die. For perhaps the first time, Penny didn't want to die. She was happy. She'd found Sasha. She found something she never thought she could. [i]Damian...[/i] her vision wavered as the teleportation kicked in, and her last conscious thought was of Damian. 

[b]Michael[/b]

Michael glanced to Prince as he trailed off, seeing that Prince had reacted to something much like Cleopatria would at a sound only she could hear an that agitated her. He looked, quite completely, like an angry cat. And a dangerous one. Something had completely agitated Prince, and it seemed quite similar to whatever was happening with Karn, on the platform. 

Michael didn't know what he could do. It seemed that Prince might lose control, and Michael shifted, unsure of what he could, as despite Prince's claims that he wasn't a strong mage, Michael figured he could still do some damage if he lost control. 

[color=00a651]"Prince!"[/color]

Michael didn't think to summon any spirit, all he wanted was to make sure his friend was okay. He, perhaps foolishly, reached out to touch Prince, [color=00a651]"What is it?!"[/color] 

[b]Jamie[/b]
[@Joshua Tamashii][@Zarun][@Amaya Yashia][@jangel13]
[color=f26522]"Sometimes, jack, the thing we least expect works"[/color] Jamie replied patiently, remaining in front of Angelo. despite the mirrors.[color=f26522] "I don't give a damn about your orders. You lay a hand on any of my guild members, then, well, it won't be pretty. try it, bitch"[/color] For the first time in a few days, Jamie felt...normal. She smiled, almost wickedly. 

She didn't draw her sword, but she shifted her stance, flicking a glance at the mirrors, she moved her wind wall in closer, effectively obscuring the view the mirrors projected. [color=f26522]"Angelo, you're not alone"[/color] Shifting one foot back, Jamie put most of her weight on it. 

She flicked a glance towards Amelia, Sam and Elyse, [color=f26522]"Amelia? Would any of your spirits be able to help wake Jackie? Even for a moment, just to get an answer to this"[/color] Thoughts flowed through Jamie's mind, as she searched for any possible answer. She knew that if Jackie did wake, she'd be in pain, but better in pain then dead, as Jamie was beginning to suspect that this girl would kill her. 

And then her gaze returned to the girl, [color=f26522]"Leave now, and we won't be forced to hurt you"[/color]