Buzzes around the crowd, watching and listening intently. Finally having learned to suppress the obsessive compulsion to shout commands at others to 'Watch out' or 'Listen', Navi acts as mobile scout capable of taking account of the combined might of entire armies.
This was of course, until she saw the light. That glowing, haunting sphere of energy that seemed to grow and pulse with life before her very eyes. Drawing closer, she mentally records the potential trajectory, the amount of hearts such an attack would consume, velocity, time. Closer she comes, seeing rivulets of energies and elements unknown flowing along the surface.
"This, this cannot be! This was designed to hurt it, but-- I must warn the others!"
As she beats her wings a final time to turn away, she realizes her error in judgement as the sphere grows again just enough to reach her. The flash consumes her body, turning it to ash as four fairy wings flutter lifelessly to the ground.