As she and the owl made her way toward the center of the disturbance, Rosabella would spot a tall, thin, white-haired man in a gray suit, his hands held up before him in the air. A shimmering shield dotted with bits of flame and ember surrounded him as he shielded some Kingdom residents so that they could escape.

The problem was, it didn't look like it was going to hold for much longer. Maybe a little help? A distraction, an extra pair of hands ... anything she could muster ...