Diem let a few others go ahead of them, make their moves and shoot their shots before she gave Maxim and Sera the signal to go. It was little surprise that the individuals who had made attempts on their own were taken down quickly. Her eyes began to glow as she connected with her the unlikely pair she had joined up with. From the book, she learned about split sight, which would allow her to see what they were seeing while simultaneously anticipating future events around her. So long as they were close, they would know when to bound over a void or dodge a tendril. She was able to do the same, and with a grace and effortlessness that she didn't possess before she wove through the field of wildly swaying shadows. It was only when Sera found herself face to face with the instructor that Diem slowed her stride. As she looked over her shoulder, she saw Maxim pinned and the angel on the ground, wheezing and gasping for air.<br/><br/>To some degree, Professor Relic was right. She didn't want to help Sera, not after she had been dismissive and belittling of her. Still, she wasn't heartless. It would have been incredibly petty of her to hold a grudge like that in a matter of life and death. She didn't like her, but she didn't want her to<i>die. </i>So when he posed the question of how long they would all last, well . . . Longer than they all might have thought. Without Maxim and Sera's offensive abilities to rely on, she began to panic herself. She wanted to help them, but shy of kicking dirt in his eyes there wasn't much she felt she could do.<br/><br/>The instructors mind reached out to hers, and she could hear his voice echoing in her head, telling her to charge her teammates. It was something that she recalled from the book, but she wasn't certain that she knew how to do it. Without many other options, she decided it was best to at least try. Diem closed her eyes, focusing so that she could tap into the inert energy around her. Little white orbs gathered around her as her feet lifted from the ground, and a warm light enveloped her form. Two bright beams shot from her palms, hitting the angel and the gladiator. Unlike the searing light of the members of Lumos, hers gentle and invigorating as it filled them with energy. Maxim was able to pull off the tendril that had wrapped around his neck, Sera's wounds had healed and her strength was renewed.<br/><br/>Maxim rushed toward Diem, skidding to a halt beneath her as she fell toward the ground. Her caught her with ease, cradling her close as he lowered her down.