After the initial strike from Idore it had just confirmed the rest of the Pagna's worries, that this person was extremely bad news, and they needed to deal with him fast. The scale of the spell, the disregard for both ally and enemy, it showed clearly that Idore wasn't fighting for advantage, he was fighting for dominance.
The person who had been right under him using his lightning body and in his transformed state Dame, had zapped his way upward, until he was right in front of Idore. The crackling of electricity surrounded him as he moved, his form distorting slightly with each burst of speed as he tried to close the distance before another large scale spell could be cast.
"What are you meant to be, some type of giant freak of a spider man, and with Lightning magic attributes as well?" Idore commented.
There was no panic in his voice, no strain from maintaining his previous spell. If anything, he sounded curious.
