Serina actually screamed at the feel of the hand on her shoulder. One hand went to her chest for fear her heart would burst free it was beating so fast. Her eyes were wide when she saw Ronah. Could she trust her? The troupe was the only people here and yet Obscura was dead. Someone she trusted; someone that she considered family was a murderer. How could she be sure it was not Ronah? She sniffled at the thought that someone her had helped to raise her from an infant, that had cared for her, was capable of this. Serina stumbled back a few paces, carefully avoiding Obscura's body.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">"How can I do that? I'm not gifted like that. I don't have Obssscura's powers and look what happened to her. I'm ssso ssscared Ronah. Pleassse make this all go away!" </span>She said with fresh tears streaming over her cheeks. This had to be some horrible nightmare. Somehow, Ronah's smile did reassure her though and she straightened up.  Whoever had done this needed to be stopped and it was better that she should go down swinging than to be found hiding and butchered.<span style="color: green"> "P-Pleassse be careful Ronah." </span>She said softly, looking around for some way to defend herself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>