"It IS a threat!" Emiri practically yelled. Jaakuna was just not understanding how concerning the matter was. Why wasn't he listening to her? At this point, however, she had found that she had enough. She just didn't care anymore. She practically kicked off her heels, going over to her boots and yanking them on. "Fine. Then you have no say in me using my power." She told him, once she had finished lacing up her boots she stood up again, making sure they were secure. Once she grabbed her scrunchie she pulled her hair into her usual ponytail. "I'm going to help the others. You stay here." She ordered him, walking out off the room.
"You've probably heard of her. A girl with the power to control time." Shion told him as he began walking out of the nightclub. They had no further business there, and she saw no need to remain. No doubt the troops would arrive at any minute, anyway, and the last thing she wanted to do was get blamed for the mess. "Scion of time, broken off from an Esper's power...As long as she is alive, the Espers are able to roam in our world. Kill her, and the Espers go back and remain in their cages--and Zodiark will be effectively weakened as well." She informed him as she walked. "The Esper Chaos warped her Mist so that she could become a key, so to speak--specifically that of her mother, Justine Iniabi. This ability was passed down to her daughter, a girl named Emelia. These days she goes by a false name: Emiri Iniko. She is my target."
As Michel flew into the air, Grant took Wesley's cue. Taking aim, he watched Michel closely, his arrows charged with Dark magic. He fired off around a dozen of them, though Michel would soon find that some of them had missed at quite a distance. Holding his hand out, each arrow would began sparking his Dark spell out, each freezing in the air and forming a circle around the young assassin. "Darkja!" He called, setting off the initial spell. The burst of the energy erupted towards Michel, and this one would cause the rest of the smaller spells to fire off as well, creating a dark explosion so to speak.
Meli watched Savayna and Nadeline closely. She was sure she could take them both out, but this little newfound talent of the princess had thrown her off guard. As if to even the odds, once she threw up a shadow guard to protect herself from Savayna's wind, she jumped down into her shadow, popping up a distance away. She pulled up her shadows and shoved it back down, and with that she sheathed her wakizashi. She unsheathed it once more, though instead of having a solid blade, it was more of a dark substance. She withdrew it completely, and Nadeline saw it as more of a dark, shadow whip of sorts. Meli whipped it back, wrapping it around Savayna's leg and pulled the blonde woman towards her, her own shadow tendrils ready to strike.
As Nadeline realized what had happened, she moved forward to help, though a noise distracted her. She turned and brought up her staff to block the attack from one of Meli's shadow clones. She staggered backwards somewhat, though she held her stance at the ready. "Firaga!" She called, the flames dancing underneath the clone until it erupted. To her surprise, it remained there, though as the spell faded away she saw more clones popping up. Quirking an eyebrow at this trick, she pointed her staff at them. "Scourge!" She called once more, and several dark tendrils resembling Meli's own came out of her staff. They followed and pierced through each clone, though a few managed to escape.