Vicky grimaces from the loud noise hurting her ears intensly. The pain leaves her shaken, unable to think clearly. 'Need to strike it,' she manages to think through the haze. As she swings her sword, she more feels than hears the voices of the spirits. They empower her strike with something more than strength -- a bit of hope. The feeling is so unfamiliar that it completely distracts her from what she was really doing, namely swinging the sword.
Allyria moves a little to the east to try and get a better angle on the monster. "You like to scream, do you?" She asks. Taking a deep breath, she lets out a single, high pitched, piercing note that seems ready to shatter glass. Her new soprano voice carries the sonic blast through the air towards the flying monster, hoping to knock it back yet again.