Ester felt an overwhelming amount of emotions as she led on the ground and stared up at the ceiling. She was breathing heavily, still waiting for the moment when she'd stop feeling like she'd been thrown into a bush of thorns. The most prominent feeling was relief. Relief that they'd narrowly escaped being drawn into the fade and possibly lost forever. The other feeling that was really bothering her was<span style="font-style: italic">fear.</span>A feeling she acted like she never felt, but it was certainly very real today.<br/><br/>"I'm fine, wannabe legend." She replied, hoping the teasing would distract Mesaraih from her shaky voice. She pulled herself up, groaning a little as she shook her hands, trying to forget the feeling of being electrocuted. The elf walked over to the doorway too, slipping past the human and leaving the house.<br/><br/>The cold air hit her face and for once she actually liked it. Out here in the dark thaig felt much safer than the house. She felt like she could catch her breath again.