Good. Good. They were having team work now. Them herding the pixies to the center of the Pitch and the others freezing them. They'd surely get rid of all of them in a little while, she was very confident in that.

Hovering at the center, she looked around to spy for more critters. Then she saw a few heading to the barrier. Were they trying to escape? Perhaps, they were already aware that their kin were being chilled to the bone so they're flying away so they won't meet the same fate? Too bad little monsters, because you allowed Beatrice Castell to see you. She leaned upon her broom and zoomed towards the pixies attempting to restrain capture. "Shooo!" she piped, waving her hand frantically, the other grasping the handle as she tried shooing the Cornish Pixies to the center.

"SHOOOOO!"