It was tough for her to keep her composure as she desperately tried to avoid the dark creature and Elara began to panic. Never had she found herself without her spirits since she’d left home and for it to happen in the middle of battle only caused her to become more worried. The dark monster was quick and the summoner was unused to using her wings to flee. Normally, she’d just use them to watch the action rather than to actually escape her foes and her inexperience was catching up with her now. The monster seemingly could feel that and became more and more confident as it chased her, getting closer and closer to her. In desperation, she would close her eyes and cause her magical power to surround her and in a moment, she’d suddenly disappear and then reappear nearby, teleporting in a flash. It gave her the distance she needed and without any further thought, she’d grasp the key she needed and shouted. “Malzahar! I summon you!”
With a burst of light, a cloaked figure would appear beside the girl, her features hidden almost completely by a Desertian like attire. Eyes blazing with a purple light, Malzahar would step in front of her summoner and speak, her accent heavily accented. “I see why you summoned me, Elara. A creature like this is something that not one of the others could deal with. It is a being of the void and one that can only be defeated by another of its kind. Step back now and I shall defeat this abomination.” With a dark chuckle, Malzahar would form a ball of purple coloured energy and launch it towards the entity, hitting it with such force that it was knocked to the ground. The masked spirit was one of her strongest and although Elara didn’t summon her often, the two had formed a fairly close bond with one another. The creature wasn’t beaten though and got up again but Malazhar was prepared, unleashing a powerful blast of energy from her eyes that paralysed the figure and forced it to remain still. It began to pulsate and grow in size, before exploding in a powerful blast of energy, well and truly defeated.
“Nice job, Malz.” Elara replied, pleased with her summons work.
“It’s not a problem. May I stick around for a bit? It has been some time since you last summoned me.” The spirit replied, turning her gaze towards her summoner.
“By all means, I have a feeling that we’re going to have a lot more fighting…”
Elara was cut off as Lehanna suddenly came flying through one of the orphanage walls and sent clattering into the old, rusted playground attractions that littered the place. It was a nasty collision and without any hesitation, she’d quickly pull out yet another key and shout. “Nami! I summon you!” It was an instant decision and later on, she’d think back on just why she’d been so quick to summon her healer. She knew that Lehanna was tough but still her hand had gone instantly to Nami’s key by reflex.
Another burst of light and a merwoman would appear, wielding a staff and elegantly flicking her tail in the air. “Hello there, Elara. You called me?”
“Take a look at her would you?” She said softly, nodding her head down towards where Lehanna was laying. “She took a nasty blow there.”
Without another word, the mermaid would turn and descend down towards Lehanna, her keen eyes instantly drawn towards the piece of metal that had pierced through the girl’s leg. A slight frown crossed the spirits face as she surveyed it, before her gaze turned to Lehanna. “It’s going to have to come out before I can heal the wound. I’m not going to lie to you, it’s going to hurt.”
“I’ll pull it out.” Elara suddenly offered, appearing beside her spirit, her voice containing just a hint of worry as she placed her hands around the metal. “You ready?” She then asked the brunette, prepared to pull when needed.