Colette bit her lip and pulled out her chakrams, leveling them at another soldier who was charging towards them. She didn't like to fight, but--what she wanted even more than that right now was...

"I won't let you lay a finger on Master Ion!" She rose on her toes as she charged a holy Fonic Arte. "Angel Feathers!"

Pink-white rings of light sliced through the air to knock the man into the opposite wall as fonons gathered to Colette's back in the shape of phantom wings. The soldier did not get up; hopefully she'd only knocked him unconscious.

"Chester is right--we have to hurry!"