Kite kept his eyes on his opponents, watching as the little girl came at him with such force and animosity, highly unusual for a girl her age. Then, as the staff was sent at him, he raised his left arm up to block it, but it was pulled back before it contacted. It was a distraction, but fortunately, not enough to keep break his concentration. As the little girl swung her sword at him, he swung his sword to parry it. As the blades connected, the opposing light and dark energies within them caused a small explosion, which caused him to fly backwards, and would likely do the same to the little girl.
Kite flipped through the air, but managed to land on his feet, skidding backwards to a stop and facing the direction of the 2 girls. He was a good 30 yards away now, and took this time to keep charging the holy energy in his left hand, which continued to get more and more powerful. He took a stance against them again, ready to defend himself once more, wanted to have as much time to charge up as he could get. He saw the wave of cannon fire fly overhead and crash into the Skyfleet, and shortly after heard the order to return to the fleet. He felt sad at first at the sight of all those ships falling and the sounds of his fellow soldiers dying, but that emotion was quickly overridden by rage. He glared at his opponents, for they were the embodyment of the evil that had just caused all of those soldiers deaths. They were his bane now, and he refused to leave the fight just yet. He had to at least try. He owed it to his comrades to give it that much.
Sethex flew past Gareth, having been deflected. With a burst of outward force he came to a stop in the air about 10 yards from Gareth, and quickly turned to face him with a big smirk on his face. He floated there, using his magic to create a continuous flow of power in whatever direction he needed, working almost like a jet engine to keep him flying.
"Not bad for an Alliance dog. I didn't think anyone worth my time even existed in the Alliance. Maybe you can prove that notion wrong, huh? Lets just see what you can do."
And with that, he swung his left hand up and aimed it at Gareth, and started blasting him with a beam of dark energy. Sethex expected Gareth to absorb it and send it back at him, but he wanted to see what the limits were, if any. The beam was continuous, and he would keep pumping it into Gareth until he either moved out of the path of the beam, or sent it back at him.
The area around Damien quickly turned back to normal temperature as all of the cold energy was absorbed into Damien's body. After that was done, he shifted his gaze from Aminta, up to the Freedom's Dream, the Flagship of the Alliance Skyfleet. He then jammed the end of his sword into the ground next to him, and aimed his hands up at the ship. A moment later, a ball of charging freezing energy began to form between his hands, and after a few seconds, a huge beam of cold energy shot from his hands and up to the flagship. It began to freeze the ship. Ice was forming around the spot where the beam hit, and was spreading rapidly all over it. It was a large battleship however, and would take a bit of time to freeze over.