For a split moment, she glanced down at her side where the dark magic had struck her. It was a pretty bad wound from what she could tell, as if the pain wasn't telling her enough already. "Feels real enough to me." Aya said through gritted teeth.

She spun on her heel suddenly, bringing the Spine up as if she was about to strike with a slice through to the young man, but as she turned to face him again, what followed was not a strike with the weapon. Instead, a spread palm glowing with blue light unleashed a concentrated burst of needle-like icicles at him.

Aya backed off just as quickly. "I can help you feel the same way. And I'll have you know I fought long and hard for this reality to be real, thank you very much."