Mystic was more afraid now because the net was restricting and constricting. The net was making him weak for some reason. He saw her tug on the net and saw a look cross her expression from the barbs. His fear and pleading look became concerned as well. He worried about her even when afraid because he loved her and because she was his friend. He watched her jerk back. He was tired and weak and drained. It did not feel good. He watched the wave of water fall and then little water crystals pelting the net. He can hear it snapping. Slowly fraying as it has ribbons of barbs poking up as it frays. Then with an audible snap it falls limply to either side of him. He crawls over to her and hugs her. "Arisu...." He says softly. Nuzzling her as he slowly gets some of his energy back. The seagull hugs her too in a feathery sort of way. He slowly gets enough strength to walk back. His power glowing from her and back to him. "You did wonderfully. Let's go home." he says softly.