Her face appeared in mid-air, only her cold blue eyes stared at him as he spoke to her in his demanding manner. She had her long slender hands on her hood, drawn back as she stood on top of the edge of the bed, balancing perfectly.<br/><br/>Upon seeing the two daggers slither trough the air towards the head of the man that had seemed to attack the undead, she widened her eyes of fear, or amazement. However, she was distracted and reached out her hand, despite the distance of the dagger and her, it looked like as if she was almost trying to prevent the dagger to reach its target. And it did, it had slowed the speed of the deadly weapon, using her arcane magic to slow it down significantly.<br/><br/>After seeing the blade fall to the ground she spread her hands out in mid-air mumbling words of an unknown language, her eyes slowly turning white facing the ceiling. The air above them became thicker, and an unkown wind spread trough the room, colder then the storms of Northrend, her hair flowing up  from her dark robes. It took time however, and she was unable to move while creating a deadly blizzard inside of the cramped room, her supple chest heaving up and down inside of her robes as her invisibility slowly faded.<br/><br/><span style="color: Sienna">"I said.. You won't get me alive "</span>And the first of many lightening-bolts would try to hit the moving forsaken, while she raised her body slowly standing in the air, continuing to cast her excruciating long spell. A spell that seemed to take up all of her concentration and power..<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>