The word 'idiots' bearly left the teen when she felt a hand in her hair as Phantrum took ahold of the feathered clip in her hair. Feeling a tug at her hair was all that it took for the masked teen to give in. She had been trying to avoid this, but there was no way she was loosing her Miraculous to one of Hawk Moth's lackeys. Tightening her grip on her weapon she fanned it out exposing the aray of dark iridescent plumes which seemed to shine a deep purple, "Judgement!", the green eyed hero shouted at the top of her lungs. The dark bird could just make out the shout of "Quintessence Roulette!" blending with her own shout. At the same as flames roared to life along the wall of thorny vines giving the large Canine Sentimonster access to the villain and Crow Hero on the other side, dark feathers started to fall into the shallow lake from around Nightingale. The green eyed teen pressed her back into the bars she was bound to causing the soft dark plumes to rub off against the rusty metal. Only instead of falling into the water around them the loose feathers disappeared into the large grate-like bars. Once the plumes had faded into the bars they disappeared, crumbling into a film of rust dust that floated on top of the lake's surface. The ropes holding Nightingale becoming frayed and snapping dropping as well with soft splashes. So to did the ones attacking Alpha.
"No! No no no! This is not happening!", shouted Phantrum before turning to glare at the Crow, "This is all your fault! What did you do!?"
Nightingale didn't say anything as feathers fell from her and her weapon with each movement she made. Her green gaze was too busy darting around the dungeon for the familair dark feather pattern indicating hints to the dark bird.....but nothing. No hints this time that would lead to a victory. What was going on? Her Miraculous had yet to fail her since she got it. Why would it fail her now? Why would Merrle fail her now? One of the feathers on her hairpin disappeared leaving four behind.
The flame completly engulfed the brier barrier before expanding into a ring of brilliantly glowing flames that encircled the group. Roux Long waded through the flames untouched to join them. The red gems on both his Miraculous were glowing almost as fircely as the flames he created with.