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Iolana felt the wind begin to awaken around her. It felt bitter and hateful towards everything that was in it's path. Was this truly the wind? Usually it was so gentle and sweet in all it's graces. Iolana felt like weeping. She then gasped "No, My king! What has happened to him?" She questioned with worry. Only moment ago had she felt a bursting power from the ruins and then this hateful wind had swiped itself up. The irises of Iolana quivered in fear. Should she leave to head home? No, she would never abandon her king. It was her loyalty that would make her stay.

Iolana looked towards the ruins to see a figure coming out. She screamed in terror because if the thing had come out then it meant things. Tears came "No! How dare you! You hurt my lord!" Her voice rang high and clear. The blond wisps blew into Iolana's face. She brought up a barrier for protection and shot several telekinetic bolts at the being. The being just shrugged them off. It quickly made the wind turn to gale force.

An idea came to Iolana in the midst of the panic. She remembered that the goddess of the Celestial had been in her vision. Would she help? Iolana looked up and breathed in to calm herself. The winds made her unstable but she managed to stand firm. The goddess knew all and would always listen, would she not? She was a divine sacred. The goddess was truly magnificent and powerful. Iolana breathed out "Goddess of Celestial! I wish for your help! Please! I know we have caused pain but I fear that what we have..." Iolana stopped. She had been pushed down due to the wind.

The dark purple pools of Iolana looked at the gate as the creature began to walk away. Iolana shook her head "I can't...for Isaac's safe. for him..." She managed. With a small sigh Iolana charged back into the prison area. She stopped to look at isaac "I know ti may be illogical but I have a way. I know that if we...maybe if...we got one of the others" She whispered. No! The goddess would come! Iolana kissed Isaac;'s cheek 'I called for her. I called. She'll come and stop it."