Isalisk's eyes flickered up at the sound of the crow, breathing in deeply before she pushed herself after the Knight. As the darkness swallowed him, she couldn't help but pause a tad in fear as she stared into that which was the abyssal shadows ahead of her. Gathering her courage, her feet carried her through until she was wrapped up in the shades and black, stumbling forward as a sense o dizziness overcame her and her free hand reached up to clutch at her forehead.<br/><br/>"Ugh.." She sounded for a moment, her lips frowning as she tried to keep her gaze lowered. She eventually recovered, looking up and after Aluren as the ball of light was raised into the air and above them. Her eyes now scanned about their surroundings, a feeling of foreboding trouble starting to irk up in her chest.<br/><br/>Her Mother had warned her of the Darkness - It was not something to be tampered with in the slightest. Dragons were neutral creatures, such extremes were dangerous to their kind as they were tainting. Had she not had the guise of a human form, she might have felt her head begin to go mad, her shape twisting and converging over time to create a monstrous beast of legend that would only add to the fear of the shadows. Her heart was thankful for this reason that the one thing that saddened her the most about herself was present for this part of the journey, though had she had the power to be a full wyrm, they could have possible avoided this entire route in exchange for taking to the skies.<br/><br/>She nodded away to Aluren's words, huddling close to his shape as she tried to listen out for the approach of any beastly creatures that may be hostile to their small party. Her blade was gripped at the ready, prepared to lash out at anything that so much as breathed at her in the wrong way.