That was over quickly, very quickly.  She had to wonder if perhaps these undead were better than her own personally trained soldiers; a terrifying thought to be sure.  At this point, she might as well just let them finish their job; they were quite good at it.  Might as well jump into the ocean and...<br/><br/>...wait... was that chanting?  Why was there... uh oh...<br/><br/>Flying forward in leaps and bounds, she tracked the sound down through the masses of undead, looking to find the caster; she could stop the spell, or survive it, one of the two, but... she needed to find them too!  Of course, by the time they see her, she'll have her anima flaring with the might of the Dawn, her tattoo converting to blinding light upon her forehead that she had never -nor would she ever- see.<br/><br/>(If she finds it, she's using Emerald Countermagic from her Peripheral, so 15/25 and 23/45 so my Banner is up at the 22m level now)