We'll need to cut its wings off, then. That seems to be where the magic is sourced.

[ Lancer huffed, repositioning herself and tracing out a certain symbol in the settled crystal dust below. ]

Algiz! [ And like that, the dust shifted and several jagged slabs of crystal shot up around them, forming a shield of sorts to protect them from another dive. ]

That should fend off the winds. Have your blade ready to cut away its wings when it passes again!