Syiera shook her head at her younger sister's attack. It wasn't as strong as some of the spells she knew, but it would have been rather effective if it were anyone else they were up against. She was doing her best to defend her little sister but the dark voice that came from this man had her frozen in her place. As soon as he grabbed her arm, she cried out and tried to twist away from his vice-like grip, though his hand was a lot larger than her arm, and wrapped around it with ease.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#8040ff">"Unhand me! I'm not your property to just haul around like I was some kind of toy!"</span>