Startling, effective. Indulged too far in her imagination, Ilde thinks much too vividly about what it would feel like to be struck with such a blow. Her avatar twitches, its deep set eyes rolling back in its head for a moment. It doesn't entirely collapse, but instead floats backwards, like a marionette hanging in midair, glowing faintly.

Blinking rapidly Ilde refocuses, doesn't even have the time to think about what an interesting visual was, and instead needs to find a way to recover. A pulse of excitement moves through her, this is the kind of thing she must prepare for. More than fists and feet, she needs to be ready for powers she cannot understand.

The Ilde-form's dainty bare feet touch the ring once more, the glow that had been so faint before exploding like a dying star, momentarily blinding to everyone, but even with her eyes closed Ilde imagines her doll's path to circle around behind Mara. You don't always need your eyes. Shouldn't always rely on what you see.