Suddenly she shreiked in outrage jumping back and knocking into a table of strange utensils.<br/>"No!" She yelled clutching her staff to her chest. "Magic is the only thing I have." She said tears streaking down her face.<br/>'How dare they!' The voice returned.<br/>"How dare you." She growled ominously. An invisible wind picked up in the room whirling around at a single point....Aine. The wind began rattling sharp objects laying around almost strong enouph to pick them up. She began breathing heavilly.