Kyra, oblivious to what was happening outside of her stone shell was quickly recovering. The horse had hit her with quite a bit of force and the attack was even more powerful because the dragon didn't see it coming. Still conscious under her nearly impenetrable shell, she used her weak healing abailities to ensure she hadn't any major injuries, like perhaps a broken rib or two. It seemed that it would merely turn out to be a quite painful and annoying bruise.<br/><br/>Feeling that she was probably safe now, Kyra let the spell subside and when her scales were no longer under the power of the magic, she quickly dove to the side lines just to be sure she was out of harms way. She turned to find that a good portion of the enemy had been or was currently being defeated. She watched as Black burned a shadowy rider with a flame spell.<br/><br/>Something flashed in her mind for a moment before slipping away. Somehow she then knew that Black was not accustom to using fire and he preferred to use some other element to attack. Feeling the need to assist the others she planted her paws on the ground to steady herself and she whispered an enchantment. "Distu tracna tilo o'on." And for just a split second the focus of the enemy was broken.<br/><br/>This complex spell was a bit too complex for her and she was unable to hold it longer than she had. She collapsed onto the ground behind some bushes. She would remain unconscious for a short while before she would regain enough energy to awaken.