Mariel's eyes were averted from the poltergeist as she noticed movement out the corner of her eye. A cauldron flying through the air that connected with the back of Lasca's head as she ran towards the Headmaster.

"Lasca!" Mariel shrieked as she witnessed her friend crumple to the ground. She started to make her way over to her only to watch several other students get there first. Watching from a slight distance, she realized there was something very wrong with her - a concussion most likely - as she giggled incessantly and started uttering nonesense about stars and wings.

Her eyes filled with tears as she watched the exchange between the students and the groundskeeper. She felt terrible for having been annoyed with her friends moments ago, and now one had been injured. She felt she had enough of this class with a choas-driven poltergeist running rampant especially with one of her friends being hurt. And now these people were talking about taking Lasca to the hospital wing, but not actually doing anything. She needed medical attention now.

Mariel felt it was time to make a decision. Making her way over to Lasca's spot on the floor. She put her friends arm around her shoulder to help her stand. "Come on, Lasca," she told her in a soft voice. "We need to go to the Hospital Wing. Can you walk?" Hopefully she could just take her there herself. If not she was certain one of the adults could conjure one of those floating stretcher things.