Wind began to swirl around her body, whipping her long hair like vines in a hurricane. Wendy's opponent sent a bolt of lightning in her direction, cackling like a maniac as it zipped towards her.

The air in the massive hall sizzled with magic energy, crackling and popping as the bolt of lightning speed towards its target. The Fairy tail mages called out to Wendy, each with a warning that the blast from an attack like that would kill her, their words unfortunately were lost once they hit Wendy's wind barrier. Erza realized this when the younger woman made no attempt to calm her companions' fears.

The enraged young mage was sick of losing people she cared about, sick of being underestimated, sick of thinking of herself as weak. There was only one way to take back her power now, she was going to destroy this man. A menacing grin spread across her chapped lips as she inhaled the barrier she had formed, it was time to show how much her abilities had changed over the time she spent training.

"Do you think you can take a hit directly little girl?" The mirth in this man's voice sent Wendy to a new level of rage, as she lowered herself into a crouching position.

"Glacial wind, freezing breath attack!" With the force of an arctic blast, the wind sped towards its target, knocking everything in its path up against the granite walls. The floors underfoot froze along its path, and as it met with her enemy's bolt of lightning, it too became coated in a thick layer of ice. The bolt dropped to the floor and skidded to a stop right at Wendy's feet. "You will pay for what you've done." Her voice was rasping and harsh, but confident.

The opposing mage was frozen to his spot, icicles hanging from his chin and hair, his eyes were frozen open so he could see then next attack as it came. Wendy stood at her full height running straight ahead. As she neared her target she released a swift wings attack that shattered his body into a million pieces spreading him across what remained of the great hall.

When Wendy looked up, coming out of her rage, she saw the last of the enemy tripping over one another to escape the same fate. Wendy had most likely disposed of their leader, making the battle look fatal to anyone else who might go against her. The second the room was clear, the wind mage twirled on her heels, racing across the ruined floor and ice in a blur of blue.

"It not too late, I can still save you."

The fire mage looked in the direction of the cage and then over to the thrown and that's when Bastion realized that Lucy's body was still laying at an odd angle at the foot of the platform.

Nothing in the world could describe the sound that erupted from the fire mage as he raced to the site of his wife's prone figure. Bastion watched with wide eyes, trying desperately to call out to Natsu , he needed to explain that Lucy wasn't dead, that she had left with Maso. He choked on his words, bright red blood staining his lips, be he managed one phrase "Spirit form!" It was the last thing he could do for her; Natsu was the only person who could save her know.

The black that had been creeping into his vision finally over powered his senses, and he fell into a deep sleep with a sense that he had kept his promise the best he could.

Loki looked pensive as he walked over to the cage. When he made eye contact with Natsu once more he understood what was happening.

"Freeze her, we need to catch up quick."

Natsu took a deep breath, holding the limp shell in his arms. He knew that Lucy wouldn't go down so easy, but the sight of her body like this shook him to his core. He picked her up, and tucked her body behind the podium, she would be safer out of view, just in case there were other soldiers the two had missed. It only took a minute to case her in clear ice, yet it was long enough for Natsu to regain his composure.

"I can feel her, she isn't far." Loki straightened his tattered coat, and pointed to the door way.

"She is somewhere strange, I can't seem to call out to her." Natsu knew that she had released the mind block just before they had come through the gate, it was how he knew where to go. He could feel her fear, but her actual thoughts were like echoes in the distance. He focused, and listened as hard as he could. Silence.

Loki shifted uncomfortably as he watched his friend curse himself, the thought crossed the spirit's mind that Natsu could just track her down by scent, but as he opened his mouth to make the suggestion, Natsu took off at blazing speed.

"Found her!"

"Send us to Era." All heads turned in the direction of Laxus now. "We are all hurt pretty bad, and the kid can heal. Send us to Era to be with Wendy."

No time was wasted as Natsu set to work on a gateway. Era would be safe for his family, and he would meet them there after he rescued Lucy.

When Levy stepped from the gateway, she did not expect to see a massacre, yet there it was, dozens of bodies lying lifeless on the icy floor. She slid a little as she stepped forward, and would have fallen if it weren't for Gajeel's steadying grip on her waist.

"What happened here?" He spoke in her place, looking around the same as she had.

"Looks like the kid's work to me." Laxus said with a whistle, and a wince. "Looks like she lost it a bit."

"We better find her then; she could be in bad shape right now." Levy tried not to think of Natsu's rampage, or compare it to this situation, but the thoughts rose in her mind against her wishes. She began to shake, secretly wondering if their training had affected them all this badly.

"They're over that way." Gajeel pointed towards the remaining lycrima spheres that floated in the distance after a long sniff of the air. "Let's go, something smells wrong here." The other two nodded, and they slowly made their way to the others, Laxus leaning heavily on Gajeel for support.