How had she escaped the Cornucopia unscathed? How had she made it out with a case of supplies and not so much as a scratch on her? It seemed next to impossible that she'd survive all the mayhem, yet there she was, safely through the sealed doors that led to the creepiest, most sci-fi looking space station imaginable. She was hesitant to remove her helmet, scared that there might be some sort of weird chemical mixture to the air that would make breathing it unsafe, but she finally did so after getting her bearings and finding a place where she could back into a corner for safety.

It was only once she removed her helmet that she noticed the familiar sparkly residue left inside of it. Her black eyes went wide in astonishment, wings fluttering excitedly. "Hello? What's this?" She had her dust back. And if she had her dust back...

Excited, fluttering wings meant she was airborne in an instant. She could fly! Her powers were back, baby! Maybe she actually stood a chance in the arena after all!