"I'm not shabby!" She laughs, "I don't think the healers are doing enough damage though."

Q'uila twirls her lance, using the momentum to lunge forward and leave a large gash in the metal of the machine's leg. With the hit Q'uila could feel a burst of aether from the Eye. "Hold still a second."

The blue aetherical dragons rotating around Q'uila bleed red, one of them shooting off and twining around Castor. "Hit it now!"