Arli had been watching the battle curiously, with her hands held above her nose. She didn't like all the fighting... Amnea, meanwhile, hovered over gazing down at Arli. bith half of the hybrid's races where fighting, himan against winglie, much like her own inner conflict. She sighed then. She realised acceptance would be hard for one of her kind, and sighed at this. Stepping back she watched on.
Gazing up at Jacen fearfully Arli took a step back. She did not want to fight against the human. She didn't want to fight anyone. Stressed, she closed her eyes and cried out letting a blinding flash of light emit from her hands, palm down, flat toward the ground. Her hair billowed up as she did, and then she gazed up. The blast was not aimed at anyone, and could only distort vision a bit. she used that as her chance to back off, away from this scene.
She percieved another winglie nearby, two, maybe, and headed toward them.