Belle felt her body move in tandem with NiGHTS, felt the rush of heat that filled the air thanks to the god's fire and barely restrained the urge to cry out in fear. Using every bit of willpower she had, she calmed herself and went as limp as possible, offering no resistance to the Nightmaren. She still wasn't sure about the strange spell she was under, but it wasn't unreasonable to assume that if she moved everytime NiGHTS moved, then perhaps her own movements would trip up NiGHTS.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she desperately hoped that the battle would turn out alright.