Greatsword girl ordered the rest of the grunts to attack Lyra, but she was not deterred in the slightest. When she wielded the enormous power of her semblance, such concerns were trivial and almost beneath her. With absolute concentration, she sent forth three aura spheres at the closest approaching grunts, keeping two close to her should any defensive need arise, though Lyra doubted the necessity.
One sphere moved in between a trio of grunts, appearing almost completely motionless as it cut through the air, undisturbed by its surroundings. Coming to rest in between the three, its passive appearance ceased and instead, it suddenly launched itself erratically between the grunts, severely battering them as its unpredictable motion made it look like it had a malevolently berserk will of its own. Meanwhile, the other two spheres spiraled around each other in a helix, apparently targeting a pair of grunts, before each morphing shape. One did a simple transformation, changing from a sphere into a large cube, before it proceeded to fly into a grunt, knocking him off his feet and crushing him against a wall with its flat face. The other morphing sphere also abandoned its spherical form, but unlike the other member of the helical pair, this one began to rapidly stellate, becoming a stellated polyhedron in the shape of a Moravian Star. As it did so, it rapidly flew at the other grunt. However, before making it contact, it stopped short in front of the grunt. An audible sigh of relief could be heard from the grunt, as he must have figuratively (or maybe actually) urinated his pants watching his fellow grunts being battered and crushed mercilessly. The grunt would get no reprieve, however. The stellated polyhedron began to rapidly rotate its faces, and as it pressed against the grunt, the edges of its faces began to lacerate him, cutting first against his aura, then breaking through it and gruesomely ripping and tearing through flesh.
As the constructs continued on with their onslaught against the grunts unlucky enough to get caught in the initial engagement, they began to absorb the streams of free aura that were being released as a result of the grunts attempting to utilize their aura to defend themselves. The more the grunts struggled, the more they fed the constructs, and it began to become apparent as the constructs grew ever so steadily in size and darkened into deeper shades of purple - the color of Lyra's aura. The entire scene must have been a grisly one, but Lyra remained unperturbed. With so much aura available, she was in control, and so was her will to dominate these grunts who have offended Airi, Airi's strange friend, and herself. Restraint was not a word that she knew.