"Yeah, I think someone may have been drinking too much of their own cool aid."

Diana still tensed and took some steps back, not wanting to be caught up in a fight. Isla bristled at the discomfort of her trainer and opened her mouth, unleashing a Disarming Voice while the dragon was in mid air to send it flying back from where it came.

A simple attack to be sure, but still Fairy type and beefed up by Isla's insane level.